Tom
I loved those Datsun 510, a real nice car. It sounds like your car
might have been suffering from one of 2 problems I found with mine. The
wires inside the distributor were cloth covered and when damp they would
short out the ignition, new wires in there cured that problem. The other
problem was the gas line made a downward loop in the right front wheel well,
which is where any water in the line would settle. When the car would not
start in the winter, my brother or I would use a lighter to heat that
section of fuel line to melt the ice and the car would start right up then.
We scared the heck out of a number of people doing that.
It also reminds me of one cold blustery winter night a friend and I
were stopped at a traffic light and this Blazer pulls up beside and revs
it's engine a couple times. When the light changed, both vehicles took
off. I rowed the 510's gears at 5500 rpm or so. We could hear the 4 bbl
on the Blazer kick in, but the Blazer did not pass, we were side by side for
more than a 1/2 mile. I looked at the speedometer, it was passing 80 mph
and got off the gas. We were on a road headed into the city limits that
was 2 blocks away and we were just going to a Club that was now 1 block
away. We laughed about that Blazer from the point I lifted until I parked
the Datsun 510 then proceeded into the Club, had a drink and listen to the
Band. Not really a teen moment, more like a 20's something moment, but it
was a bit of a stupid moment with a laughable and happy ending, thank
goodness.
Ron Fraser
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From: owner-tigers@Autox.Team.Net [mailto:owner-tigers@Autox.Team.Net] On
Behalf Of Tom Witt
Sent: Thursday, December 23, 2004 4:14 PM
To: tigers@Autox.Team.Net
Subject: Re: my stupid teen moments
I and my friends were Datsun 510 nuts back in the mid 70's. One damp and
drissle night my car kept stalling after a High School basketball game. My
friend (we called him "Wild Bill") reluctantly agree to tow me home with a
chain. Reluctant he was because he rather would be off somewhere with his
girlfriend. Anyway, not heeding my admonishments to "go slowly" he kept
accelerating, road mist from his car obstructed my view. I moved slightly to
the right and as one would suspect a crested hill with a slight off camber
turn, countered the effects of traction. My movement started the rear of his
car to slide and at one point we actually passed him, his car facing in the
opposite direction! Eventually the chain grabbed and I was now pulling him
both backwards and laterally towards my car. Instinctively one of my
passengers rolled down his window (it was all seemingly happening in slow
motion), put his hand out and kept the two sliding cars from striking each
other. He was ready to leave me, my passengers and my car right there.
Eventually (and again reluctantly) he agreed to pile us all in and take us
home. Ironically my step-father took me back to my car which promptly
started and was driven home.
Wild Bill provided other thrilling moments (likely adding to my arrythmic
condition) such as his unlawful posession of a Forest Service gate key and a
terrorizing "pedal to the floor and slide" ride from Azuza to the top of Mt.
Wilson on closed forest service roads. Yes, I am glad to be alive, "and let
that be a lesson to you kids!" Tom Witt
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