I never had a dwell meter. Don’t think my dad did either. And actually, I only owned 3 cars that had points between 70 when I got my license and 77 when I bought a Chevy with HEI. There were the small engines I worked on at work that had points/cond. 1980 they moved me into the parts department and that came to an end as well.
Dude, I used to drive a 74 Super Beetle, too! I did the whole John Muir thing: warmed it up nicely, carried engine oil in a baby bottle, did the valves every 500 miles. Ran like a watch. When I sold it, the new owner blew the engine in, like, 3 months.
I’m a Holley kinda guy. Carters and Quadrajets were like Voodoo for me. I worked with a guy that understood and loved Quadrajets.
Isn’t that where you plugged in the radar detector?
I still call it roll down the window….. even as I hit the button to do it. As in…. Hit 50 degree today, time to roll down the windows.
I really do remember a time when pretty much all tires for cars were white walls. I couldn't buy a black tire.
Remember when motor oil came in cans? It wasn't that long ago either.
Guilty as charged. Remember curb feelers and metal cans. And yes…. Having to have the tire shop mount my new tires with the whitewall in so the blackwall was showing.
I used to have a spout. Was probably still in my Dad's garage when my wife and I moved 200 miles east over 20 years ago.
That's an automotive shrine to be worshiped.
