AAND We're Off . . .
Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 6:27 pm
Oh yes we are. You think I have been lazily lolling in the sun in Florida, but you'd be so very wrong. It has been as hectic as heck. Did you know, for example, that I had put the engine in Chloe in Atlanta, test drove for 30 lousy miles, drove back to Pensacola in Naranja, took the Lexus up to Atlanta with Chloe's old engine parts, got roped into doing repairs on my old Lexus:
Too anxious to drive back to Atlanta in the Lexus, I instead flogged the brown cow down to Pensacola instead with only a monogrammed Lexus reversible screwdriver for tools:
Got anxious, pulled Chloe's engine in the airline pilot's garage, cleaned and sanded the flywheel/clutch disc/pressure plate, reassembled, still had chatter:
Drove to Don's, found a 1970 Fastback three-arm pressure plate rusted to the ground, cleaned and polished it over and over:
lost my nerve, reassembled the engine with the new AirCooled.Net questionable pressure plate, then flogged the brown cow over to Don's and made HIM drive it and the car would not chatter for him because he was man-handling my dainty brown cow so I man-handled my brown cow on the way home and it liked it.
Packed Chloe to the gills, parked NaranjaWesty at the Law Firm with the title and keys being safe-kept by a demolitions expert lawyer in case the Chicago Guy determines that he must have the orange plaid camper with the totally detailed interior and eche_bus spaghetti boiled black trim.
What the heck, attached the never before unfolded rear screen. You mean I could have slept with the tailgate open for fresh air/no bugs??:
Never before unfolded front curtain. Dang, these Westfalias are neat:
Everything! Old English polished, waxed, protected, shampoo'd, you name it:
Yeah, I did all that between Chloe engine pulls, fuel pump cut-off recalibration, and carburetor overhaul with new phenolic spacer for better hot starts:
And yesterday, I bid Jack The Lawyer and Rodney The Pilot adieu! and drove to Atlanta at not less than 65 mph in Chloe daring it to explode, but of course it didn't, it got 18.4 mpg @ 65 mph with max CHT of 343*. Crap. I have to take Chloe around the country, my little Brahma Bull that bellows under load, it really does, I don't understand it, this engine sounds lovely (!) on slight downhills, then it gets all mean and thumpy on slight uphills under any sort of load. Alabama valve adjustment, I did NOT like #4 exhaust valve tight as heck:
.. .. .. .. but after four oil changes in 400 miles, at least the engine is clean. Compression test at 30 miles was 110 / 107 / 100 / 112, which made me a bit nervous seeing as 100 is sort of the lower limit for a Type 1 engine, but the next test was at 400 miles and 115 / 115 / 110 / 110 :
Yeah, so I rebuilt the subwoofer in the Lexus by gluing in a new foam suspension ring instead of doing my correct inventory marathon. Now I gots toons. Listened to my 1980's cassette tapes after the adhesive finally set. I like Supertramp and that's that.
Moth-balled the Lexus and the BobD and here I am, just south of Tennessee, apologizing to the Brahman Bull Chloe for the next 25,000 miles. Maybe SGKent or asiab3 will host me an engine teardown to install a nice counter-weighted crankshaft. . . . . ?
Too anxious to drive back to Atlanta in the Lexus, I instead flogged the brown cow down to Pensacola instead with only a monogrammed Lexus reversible screwdriver for tools:
Got anxious, pulled Chloe's engine in the airline pilot's garage, cleaned and sanded the flywheel/clutch disc/pressure plate, reassembled, still had chatter:
Drove to Don's, found a 1970 Fastback three-arm pressure plate rusted to the ground, cleaned and polished it over and over:
lost my nerve, reassembled the engine with the new AirCooled.Net questionable pressure plate, then flogged the brown cow over to Don's and made HIM drive it and the car would not chatter for him because he was man-handling my dainty brown cow so I man-handled my brown cow on the way home and it liked it.
Packed Chloe to the gills, parked NaranjaWesty at the Law Firm with the title and keys being safe-kept by a demolitions expert lawyer in case the Chicago Guy determines that he must have the orange plaid camper with the totally detailed interior and eche_bus spaghetti boiled black trim.
What the heck, attached the never before unfolded rear screen. You mean I could have slept with the tailgate open for fresh air/no bugs??:
Never before unfolded front curtain. Dang, these Westfalias are neat:
Everything! Old English polished, waxed, protected, shampoo'd, you name it:
Yeah, I did all that between Chloe engine pulls, fuel pump cut-off recalibration, and carburetor overhaul with new phenolic spacer for better hot starts:
And yesterday, I bid Jack The Lawyer and Rodney The Pilot adieu! and drove to Atlanta at not less than 65 mph in Chloe daring it to explode, but of course it didn't, it got 18.4 mpg @ 65 mph with max CHT of 343*. Crap. I have to take Chloe around the country, my little Brahma Bull that bellows under load, it really does, I don't understand it, this engine sounds lovely (!) on slight downhills, then it gets all mean and thumpy on slight uphills under any sort of load. Alabama valve adjustment, I did NOT like #4 exhaust valve tight as heck:
.. .. .. .. but after four oil changes in 400 miles, at least the engine is clean. Compression test at 30 miles was 110 / 107 / 100 / 112, which made me a bit nervous seeing as 100 is sort of the lower limit for a Type 1 engine, but the next test was at 400 miles and 115 / 115 / 110 / 110 :
Yeah, so I rebuilt the subwoofer in the Lexus by gluing in a new foam suspension ring instead of doing my correct inventory marathon. Now I gots toons. Listened to my 1980's cassette tapes after the adhesive finally set. I like Supertramp and that's that.
Moth-balled the Lexus and the BobD and here I am, just south of Tennessee, apologizing to the Brahman Bull Chloe for the next 25,000 miles. Maybe SGKent or asiab3 will host me an engine teardown to install a nice counter-weighted crankshaft. . . . . ?