fender with airbox inside
I looked out today as morning usual. As in the past, I had chemistry chains that went on for weeks with this satanic buggy. Dead as a 40 pound pile of mig wire today.. I noticed the fender, the only single layer welding I have ever done on japanese tin, shrunk to the steel scab backing overnight. Looks more like I did something correct. New lesson for me. All else is doubled, tripled, shaped, and hard seamed. This fender, the toilet paper fender, is extinct like reasons for mystery red in a river (no respect for real reason). The pressure from an incorrect airbox, still left it workable at 25.5 years. I must call it a win…a lot stronger than origin. Even a new one.
I am sure this will get bumpy back into warm season. That is what this spring loaded buggy tries to do. This fender was an absolute killer on all that overthunk airbox design. one draft at the edge is sucking on the prius pussing battery to hounder cheevics and fish guts.
part of the win just might be the science experiment of incomplete lower airbox coming to an end. No more mouse, and goopy petroleums of unknown origin. This does need an air heat riser more now than never. No recycle at all.
these little things make my day. the quarters needed to self smooth as well..that took two years, to learn the subframing needed strengthening.
the cold evening snapped carb to life, but did need full warm engine. It is a large flowing little engine too. rumble a door and steering wheel with little dead revves. Getting the rubber boot off the bottom of hood might be in order. The heat riser will be on a switch .. was going to run it on at all times, changed my mind. Not an easy start today..blaming the fuel still working the disrupted lines and all else attached. A little heat gets it.
it has occured to me, I may be fighting off a disease..immune to stuff like mono and colds etc, it really had some serious ingredients. Powerful version of a long term sickness. My own disabled is non-organic, I never catch an ill. Pussing cold eyes in the morning, cough a chunk of rubber flem like a bullet, this disgusting life they created is survived.
someone can enjoy this car as normal.
from a single 12v+ ignition to positive flow airbox, to high pressure fuel tank keeping the fuel. Even the exhaust can carry the 14 feet ina hurricane barometer for the little engine.
I admit I like it. I am simply outgrowing it. The animal snap of a precise rally..inches from things sideways defying logic of travel its whole life. It is to never outgrow. ..but I am getting old gracefully I guess.
the all white 2005 crown vic with a cop car package at the downtown dealer. My back cracks to a stretch of my bones meant to be 6 foot four and I do daydream for a moment.
if a car is a result of an owners being. I do have big lungs for my size. I could run for miles and miles. a long legged stride needs no high revving.
I looked out today as morning usual. As in the past, I had chemistry chains that went on for weeks with this satanic buggy. Dead as a 40 pound pile of mig wire today.. I noticed the fender, the only single layer welding I have ever done on japanese tin, shrunk to the steel scab backing overnight. Looks more like I did something correct. New lesson for me. All else is doubled, tripled, shaped, and hard seamed. This fender, the toilet paper fender, is extinct like reasons for mystery red in a river (no respect for real reason). The pressure from an incorrect airbox, still left it workable at 25.5 years. I must call it a win…a lot stronger than origin. Even a new one.
I am sure this will get bumpy back into warm season. That is what this spring loaded buggy tries to do. This fender was an absolute killer on all that overthunk airbox design. one draft at the edge is sucking on the prius pussing battery to hounder cheevics and fish guts.
part of the win just might be the science experiment of incomplete lower airbox coming to an end. No more mouse, and goopy petroleums of unknown origin. This does need an air heat riser more now than never. No recycle at all.
these little things make my day. the quarters needed to self smooth as well..that took two years, to learn the subframing needed strengthening.
the cold evening snapped carb to life, but did need full warm engine. It is a large flowing little engine too. rumble a door and steering wheel with little dead revves. Getting the rubber boot off the bottom of hood might be in order. The heat riser will be on a switch .. was going to run it on at all times, changed my mind. Not an easy start today..blaming the fuel still working the disrupted lines and all else attached. A little heat gets it.
it has occured to me, I may be fighting off a disease..immune to stuff like mono and colds etc, it really had some serious ingredients. Powerful version of a long term sickness. My own disabled is non-organic, I never catch an ill. Pussing cold eyes in the morning, cough a chunk of rubber flem like a bullet, this disgusting life they created is survived.
someone can enjoy this car as normal.
from a single 12v+ ignition to positive flow airbox, to high pressure fuel tank keeping the fuel. Even the exhaust can carry the 14 feet ina hurricane barometer for the little engine.
I admit I like it. I am simply outgrowing it. The animal snap of a precise rally..inches from things sideways defying logic of travel its whole life. It is to never outgrow. ..but I am getting old gracefully I guess.
the all white 2005 crown vic with a cop car package at the downtown dealer. My back cracks to a stretch of my bones meant to be 6 foot four and I do daydream for a moment.
if a car is a result of an owners being. I do have big lungs for my size. I could run for miles and miles. a long legged stride needs no high revving.





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