Friday and Sat. I worked on fixing the problem under the car and I got that done.
I worked at installing the gauges, namely the tach and fuel gauge. The tach is in place, after adapting the mount to the 10 year old Pro-Comp-2 Replay tach that still works great. The fuel gauge is in place but is not connected to anything yet. My braided hose was a foot too short. I sent all of those nice isolators back and mounted the fuel gauge on the cowl panel outside, in front of the driver.
I am also working on the trans. cooling lines. I have to cut a trap door into the side of the trans tunnel to be able to connect the lines.
I also found out the hood would not fit with the K&N air filter installed. Had to order a new, shorter air filter with a drop down filter pan to get the clearance.
I have been discussing, with Van, using my old throttle stop, which is the CO2 linkage type, double acting, with this cable setup. I think it will work. I already have everything needed to put it on, I just need to install everything. When the new air filter pan arrives I will see if it clears. I may have to go with a under the carb type throttle stop.
I spent a lot of time cleaning up my old Hurst Quarter Stick. It has the air shift attachment. Not pretty, but it works great. I have to mount it and cut the hole for the cable.
This week will be dedicated to connecting all the gauges and the tach and mounting all the MSD and associated electrical components on a board. I will put the switch panel in the dash.
A friend sent this to me, it is exactly how I feel when I go into the workshop in the morning and come out at the end of the day:
Recently, I was diagnosed with
A. A. A. D. D. (Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder)
This is how it develops:
I decide to water my garden.
As I turn on the hose, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing.
As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mailbox earlier.
I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.
I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.
But then I think, since I’m going to be near the mailbox, when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my checkbook off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the study to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.
I’m going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don’t accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye–they need to be watered.
I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I’ve been searching for all morning.
I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I’m going to water the flowers.
I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote Someone left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won’t remember that it’s on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I’ll water the flowers.
I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.
Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day:
—-the car isn’t washed,
—-the bills aren’t paid,
—-there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,
—-the flowers don’t have enough water,
—-there is still only 1 check in my check book,
—-I can’t find the remote,
—-I can’t find my glasses,
—-and I don’t remember what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I’m really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I’m really tired.
I realize this is a serious problem, and I’ll try to get some help for it, but first I’ll check my e-mail.
Don’t laugh — if this isn’t you yet, your day is coming!
GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY.
GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL.
LAUGHING AT YOURSELF IS THERAPEUTIC.
P.S I just remembered.
I LEFT THE WATER RUNNING IN THE DRIVEWAY!
Keeping up this web site makes me put everything down on paper (screen) and I can read what’s left to be done (along with the thousand sticky-notes and the multiple lists that I make).