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Well my son and I made it out to the show without incident. We narrowly escaped a looming storm cell rolling into our neighborhood and emerged into a beautiful breezy and cool (for here) day. Dash (my son) hasn't quite got the bug for these cars that his old man has, but he was excited to see a few REAL race cars. And he was quick to point out that an XK120 Coupe does actually have a back seat. He also approved of my plan (read: dream) to buy an AH 100-4, and insisted that I buy the one parked next to it as well.
As for the show, Spridgets were sadly under represented. There were only 4 there. B's won the day (as they usually do) followed in close second by TR6's. I was shocked that so many 6's had survived the rust monster. There were also 3 TR250s but only one TR4A. The only really surprising car that I saw was a TR-10. A car that I would love to have if I were not already fated to one day owning a Morris Traveler. I also enjoyed seeing the new Aston Rapide being displayed by the local dealer.
While there, we ran into BCFer ChrisS, who not surprisingly, is an absolutely capitol human being. Turns out he lives just a few miles from me. Being as I cannot afford to work on my car right now, I am hoping he will let me come over and help him work on his cars.
Funny story... my car died on the way home. Fortunately, it was after I had escaped the insanity on I-35 and was cutting through down town on my way to P. Terry's for a burger. I quickly diagnosed the problem as electrical, and proceeded to do a roadside rewire while my son took a nap in his car seat. Managed to get it running again... then realized I forgot to ground my O2 sensor. I was horror stricken by the thought that I may have burned yet another $150 wide band sensor. Well for once the car god's smiled on me, and I was happy to discover my sensor some how magically found a path to ground and survived the trip home. Phew.
The other totally weird thing that happened was that once I got home I reverted the car back to the exact configuration it was in when it died. Of course it fired right up and ran like a top. I guess it's time for that rewire I have been putting off. sigh.
Sorry, I did not take any pics. Wish I had.
As for the show, Spridgets were sadly under represented. There were only 4 there. B's won the day (as they usually do) followed in close second by TR6's. I was shocked that so many 6's had survived the rust monster. There were also 3 TR250s but only one TR4A. The only really surprising car that I saw was a TR-10. A car that I would love to have if I were not already fated to one day owning a Morris Traveler. I also enjoyed seeing the new Aston Rapide being displayed by the local dealer.
While there, we ran into BCFer ChrisS, who not surprisingly, is an absolutely capitol human being. Turns out he lives just a few miles from me. Being as I cannot afford to work on my car right now, I am hoping he will let me come over and help him work on his cars.
Funny story... my car died on the way home. Fortunately, it was after I had escaped the insanity on I-35 and was cutting through down town on my way to P. Terry's for a burger. I quickly diagnosed the problem as electrical, and proceeded to do a roadside rewire while my son took a nap in his car seat. Managed to get it running again... then realized I forgot to ground my O2 sensor. I was horror stricken by the thought that I may have burned yet another $150 wide band sensor. Well for once the car god's smiled on me, and I was happy to discover my sensor some how magically found a path to ground and survived the trip home. Phew.
The other totally weird thing that happened was that once I got home I reverted the car back to the exact configuration it was in when it died. Of course it fired right up and ran like a top. I guess it's time for that rewire I have been putting off. sigh.
Sorry, I did not take any pics. Wish I had.