judow
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Okay I will now publicly come clean. It seems that Agatha developed a fuel delivery problem. After a drive that included 5 stops as we ambled downhill to our road Agatha began to sputter. I thought "Oh dear I must have dislodged the fuel line." I thought this because what with the unusual rains we have developed some high centers in the driveway. As I was leaving to begin my drive I did bottom out, not badly but nevertheless a scrapping. I coached Agatha into the garage and she was willing. Not sure her willingness was be nice to Judy or **** I really need to be in my garage. In any event she totally quit. I attempted to start her but she would have nothing of it. All she did was race her fuel pump. At this point I thought and it was suggested that perhaps her fuel pump had gone south. Doug was on his tour so all had to wait until he came home. What I did think initially was that I had loosened something between the pump and the carbs but when I found no fuel on the floor of the garage was sure it was the pump. When Doug got home he checked the lines and all was fine. He then said he was sure it was the fuel pump as it was thought this was the original pump that was put in about 10 years ago. In looking through the cache of parts designated Agatha's Parts lo and behold there was a brand new fuel pump still with seals, a true British part. Being the good husband that he is, he quickly made light of replacing the pump. He then said "Start it now, it'll be fine." I was just beaming thinking all was well again. It wasn't. The fuel pump ticked away but alas no starting. Doug then said "Are you sure you didn't run out of gas?" He said this disgustingly. I then told him my routine for gas, setting the trip meter as not being trusting of the fuel gauge and at 200 - 250 miles filling up. Fuel gauge said Full and miles said 158.4. All was well. Husband didn't believe me, said "Give me the keys so I can unlock the boot." I did all the while insisting that I had at least a 1/2 a tank. He opened the boot, released the gas cap and said "Do you have a working flashlight?" Now I'm getting concerned. I reply sheepishly, "Yes, here." Now he says nothing, simply goes for the gas can (Of course, he has a 5 and a 10 gallon can.) puts some fuel into Agatha and says "Now try." I don't say anything just make an attempt to start Agatha's engine. I am sure you all can guess the ending.
Well, geez, no one said I couldn't drive Agatha 358.4 miles on one tank of gas. Guess I'll never ever forget to set the trip indicator again.
My defense is I did say it was a fuel delivery problem.... That's my story and I'm sticking to it. It's okay to guffaw now.
Well, geez, no one said I couldn't drive Agatha 358.4 miles on one tank of gas. Guess I'll never ever forget to set the trip indicator again.
My defense is I did say it was a fuel delivery problem.... That's my story and I'm sticking to it. It's okay to guffaw now.
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