On Thu, 06 Jul 2017 17:58:18 -0400, wrote:

On Thu, 06 Jul 2017 05:51:42 -0700, Larry Jaques
wrote:

On Wed, 05 Jul 2017 14:38:28 -0400, wrote:

On Tue, 04 Jul 2017 20:25:15 -0700, Larry Jaques
wrote:

That sounds like a couple of interesting books to me, and I'm serious
about that. Let me know when you need proofreaders. Got pics?

Not many. I do have a couple of the '49 beetle laying on it's side in
the front tard on Makoma Road with the nose of the trans pulled off to
fix the broken shift fork.

Got a free Box account or somewhere else to post 'em? I just realized
that I don't have any pictures of building the Javelin 390, either.
Hermitic lifestyle.

They are 40+ year old ectachromes - - -

So scan 'em and Photoshop those fine old pieces of history.


Didn't get any of the spline stripped out
of the rear drum, or cutting the drum from a mid-sixties bug down to
fit with a hack-saw and cold chisel - - -

Oh, what fun you must have had!

Almost as much fun as putting the fergy tractor sleave into a Landi
engine that threw the top end of a rod out through the side of the
bore.

Or getting carb icing and vapour lock on the '49 beetle on the same
trip - within about 50 miles.

Holy Spit, Batman! You soitenly wasn't holding your mouth right.


Or having the heads fall off a VW Variant (Suitcase engine) on the
first day of holidays

That's an owner error. I've heard VWs running up the road with the
heads bouncing 1/2" off the barrels the whole time. Then I see the
owner pump the brakes twelve times and barely stop. And that was only
when they weren't sitting on the side of the road engulfed in flames.
Owners forgot to replace that 2" flex line between the fuel line and
carb. About the sixth time I saw it happen, it had become commonplace
to me. And don't even get me started on that mind-numbing high-
frequency shriek from the damnable exhaust systems. Ayieeeeeeeeeee!


Or scrambling a CV joint on a VW412 in the middle of traffic in
Lusaka, and changing it laying in the gutter with 2 wheels on the
kerb. - or having the bonnet latch let go at about 80MPH on a long
level stretch of gravel road and seeing the bonnet WAY up in the air
in the rear view mirror before it swooshed back down to the road.
Never hit the windsheild OR the roof - just took off like a Titan 2.

Whee!


Or the day the hood latch let go on a '64 Rambler American on a test
drive. I saw it come up, hit the brakes, and it went right back down
and latched - not a scratch!!!

Aha! Proper mouth positioning.


Or my brother blowing the clutch line on the Rover TC downshifting for
the hill coming across the French River bridge. He missed the shif and
we were "dead in the water". I rolled it back crosswise on the road,
put it in low, started it up and drove all the way up to the fishing
camp on the west arm of Lake Nippising, and all the way back to
kitchener with no clutch.

Or driving the "Fabedougou Expressway" with a Prado, or on a Honda
Elsinore 250 - without a map. (the "fabedoughou Expressway" is the
stretch of single-track that goes from "the domes" (look it up on
Google) to the village of Fabedougou -if you don't know where it goes,
you could end up in Mali or the Ivory Coast and never find Fabe!!) The
bike trail to Banfora is a challenge too - particularly for a then 50
year old who hadn't ridden a trail bike for almost 30 years!!

Yes, it's definitely been an interesting 65 years - particularly the
last 50 - - - .

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I’ve long been passionate about protecting and expanding democracy,
which is really the only viable mechanism to preserve liberty and
distribute power from kings to the rest of us.
--George Farah