Jeez,
You really know how to scare a person. This is the stuff of nightmares. A
beautifully restored Roadster. Out for a Sunday spin. KAPOW!!! Something
awful happens. "Fortunately" it was only a fuel pump. You should write a
script for a spooky movie.... You have the touch. Or, maybe I am just touchy
about strange, icky noises coming from a roadster.
Guy
67.5 SPL (soon to be a stroker)
Tempe, AZ
Pam & Paul Bauman wrote:
> Damn! I even had on my Wallace and Grommit tee-shirt. Pam and I decided to
> put a few more miles on the beast so's I could re-torque the head. We headed
> off towards PCH on surface streets, a cruise down the coast, and back up the
> 405 home. 50 miles at most. The perfect plan.
>
> Well, we got about eight miles and suddenly, she started starving for fuel.
> We coasted into a shopping center parking lot on Warner and I thought that
> sediment had gotten into the carb jets. Nope. Clean and clear. So I pulled
> out the spare inline fuel filter from the trunk, thinking that the glass
> bowl was sucking air again. No luck.
> Hmmmm. This was getting strange. Then Pam said "Did you hear that sproingy
> noise just before it died?"
>
> I had not. However, I am reasonably certain that plugged carb jets do not
> go sproing! We called AAA and they hauled the beast back home on a flatbed.
> What I found is posted at Photopoint. The pivot shaft on the fuel pump
> either fell out or broke. The pivot arm, a source of trouble on the
> mechanical fuel pumps I am told, appears to be fine, but the bugger went and
> cracked the casting on the pump while it was flailing around shaftless.
>
> Oh well. Time for a new fuel pump. Better now than the end of April!
>
> Paul Bauman
> Westminster, CA
> 67 1600
> http://albums.photopoint.com/j/AlbumIndex?u=881168&a=6499541&f=0
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