Wednesday, June 16, 2010
They’re back. This time, they have a smart guy with them, and he has some carburetor cleaner, starting fluid, and jumper cables. He found the sweet spot, and I sputtered to life! Feels good to clear out the lungs, but a small fuel leak, and leaky exhaust manifold remind me of just how old I really am.
And just like that, they left.
Sunday June 13, 2010
I had been parked and not started since September. Some people are here looking me over carefully. They tried to start me, but I didn't cooperate. Not over my dead battery! The For-Sale sign in my window has been ignored for quite a while, but now I am getting poked and prodded. My doors creak and groan when they open me. My tired seat springs give begrudgingly. And my starter failed to awake from its slumber due to the lack of juice. OK, they’re gone.
