Which reminds me AG.. I always wanted to ask how many names you used at CPU. There were quite a few I suspected but I didn't really want to blow your cover.
I highly doubt anyone was faking Seabear. In fact, if someone was they went to great lengths to find out information about where he lived, his name, where he worked etc. I lived less than a few hours away from his stated location growing up. He knew details about the area and I was able to find his "real" name and address.
I guess the VW was some kind of beetle-type car where the engine weighed 200 lbs. Those motors were easy to repair. Not the same as these newer models. They cost quite a bit more and require things like a fuel pressure meter, a computer error reader (not absolutely necessary - you can count the flashes of the engine-needs-repair light) an 18mm hex wrench, a 27mm hex wrench, various 12 point torx wrenches etc. I didn't have any of those tools. I wish I didn't need to get them.
It would make sense to change engines if you had the nitrous-burning, high-lift cam, ported and polished, overbored motor to commute with. I liked to do that to make racers for the dragstrip. But, I don't think US 30 does much business anymore on Sundays. Big Daddy Garlits, Andy Prudhomme, were a bunch of guys who were locally famous out in the Chicago area back in the day. I wonder if they are still racing - there might be some of that kind of work in Tallahasee, or Nascar.
Yep, Don Prudhomme. They were my heros because they knew the secrets that would not get discovered by the engine checkers after the new record was set. Apparently, there were a lot of things one could do that would make the engine run better.
We were all trying to discover those things so we could beat Carol in her 426 dual-quad hemi at Dog and Suds. Her boyfriend always kept it tuned and she'd win a few hundred each day at our local 'dragstrip.' I lost $100 in my '65 360Hp tri-power GTO.
The 426 Hemi was a great engine, but it really wasn't practical for a street engine.
I had a buddy who had one of those COPO 427's in his Camaro. He used to enjoy putting a $20 bill in his defrost vent under the windshield...then he'd tell you "If you can grab the 20, you can keep it." Every time you'd try to reach for it, he'd "floor" the accelerator, and it was impossible to reach the bill.
When gas cost .19 per gallon, the hemi was fine. It was a bit difficult to keep everything adjusted just so. But, it had a top end that would beat pretty much all comers. The muscle car era was fun. Then came the gas shortage.
It was all Sadaam's fault - a guy named Bush said so. It's ironic that Sadaam was trained in the US to be an assassin. He was rewarded for doing the assassinations so well by being put in charge of Iraq - for a while ... I guess he made a deal with some US diplomat or CIA agent. He knew how to barricade himself from the US assassins that I'm sure were sent for him.
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I highly doubt anyone was faking Seabear. In fact, if someone was they went to great lengths to find out information about where he lived, his name, where he worked etc. I lived less than a few hours away from his stated location growing up. He knew details about the area and I was able to find his "real" name and address.
I guess the VW was some kind of beetle-type car where the engine weighed 200 lbs. Those motors were easy to repair.
Not the same as these newer models. They cost quite a bit more and require things like a fuel pressure meter, a computer
error reader (not absolutely necessary - you can count the flashes of the engine-needs-repair light) an 18mm hex wrench, a 27mm hex wrench,
various 12 point torx wrenches etc. I didn't have any of those tools. I wish I didn't need to get them.
It would make sense to change engines if you had the nitrous-burning, high-lift cam, ported and polished, overbored motor to commute with. I liked to do that to make racers for the dragstrip. But, I don't think US 30 does much business anymore on Sundays. Big Daddy Garlits, Andy Prudhomme, were a bunch of guys who were locally famous out in the Chicago area back in the day. I wonder if they are still racing - there might be some of that kind of work in Tallahasee, or Nascar.
by the engine checkers after the new record was set. Apparently, there were a lot of things one could do
that would make the engine run better.
We were all trying to discover those things so we could beat Carol in her 426 dual-quad hemi at Dog and Suds.
Her boyfriend always kept it tuned and she'd win a few hundred each day at our local 'dragstrip.'
I lost $100 in my '65 360Hp tri-power GTO.
I had a buddy who had one of those COPO 427's in his Camaro. He used to enjoy putting a $20 bill in his defrost vent under the windshield...then he'd tell you "If you can grab the 20, you can keep it." Every time you'd try to reach for it, he'd "floor" the accelerator, and it was impossible to reach the bill.
just so. But, it had a top end that would beat pretty much all comers. The muscle car era was fun.
Then came the gas shortage.
It was all Sadaam's fault - a guy named Bush said so. It's ironic that Sadaam was trained in the US to be an assassin.
He was rewarded for doing the assassinations so well by being put in charge of Iraq - for a while ...
I guess he made a deal with some US diplomat or CIA agent.
He knew how to barricade himself from the US assassins that I'm sure were sent for him.
We are such humane peace keepers.
even when you find it again