Lakota
Rides a rusted horse
Ever notice how things just don't go as planned? Back in June I was ready to slap the plates on it and road test it. But Grandpaw got weaker and had to resort to the walker with me behind him in case he went down. He got worse and required 24 hour care. Grandpaw passed away on July first. I finally got back on track yesterday and discovered that my gas line was a tad too close to the exhaust so I moved it. While I was at it I got a couple of better tires. Today I was going to fire it up and adjust the timing and carb before I road tested it. While I was cranking, it was making a strange noise. I released the key and the starter hung and finally released. Ok, I figured it got dust or went dry so I tried again. It cranked again and then quit. I grabbed the pos cable to see if it was loose, and it was hot. I disconnected the cable and it came off with a spark. the starter was hung up. I ended up dropping the starter. I purposely put in a new starter so I wouldn't have to go through this nonsense. Actually, it was my son-in-law that installed the starter for me, while I installed the carb. He wanted to hear it run, (so did I). He said he slid the starter gear back and forth and there was no binding, so he didn't use a shim. It was in the high 60's/low 70's when he installed it. Today was in the high 90's. Metal expands in heat. It should have had a shim. Tomorrow I'll reinstall it correctly, WITH SHIMS...
Some days you take one step forward and two steps back.
Some days you take one step forward and two steps back.