after a small electrical fire last week, i am happy to report that with the assistance of one loudmouth Ray Gordon and mechanic savant “TOBY”, the International is well on its way to roadworthiness. disassembled the carburetor, cleaned the rotor, cleared out the cylinders and put in one new set of spark plugs. tough old nut fired right up and purred like a goddam corn-fed kitten.
even spun the rusty old bastard around the block, white-knuckling it the whole way.
next week: brakes
i went to bed drunk
and dreamt of pink elephants.
shaky as she goes.