My son reckons with the luck I get I must have been a terrible person in a previous life. Dunno - can't remember, but he's spot on regarding luck.
As mentioned elsewhere, my lathe has been misbehaving and am currently in the midst of changing bearings. I suspect there's also a problem with the StarDelta, and that's all mechanical and a pig to get to without moving the lathe. Only weighs 3 tons ....
So Thursday thought I'd take a break and use the Jag to go to the shooting range. Only gone half a mile and it started misbehaving (seemed to be very lean and spitting back, although if pressed would be fine near max revs). It's always a bit like that for a while when the auto choke comes off, but this was far worse - undriveable in fact - so I turned back and took the daily driver - an old Focus 1.6 petrol.
Halfway on the way home this decided to peter out whilst in heavy traffic. Hazards on, traffic backing up behind me but after a couple of attempts it started again and I was able to get home. I suspected fuel starvation and so tried holding it against the rev limiter in 2nd gear a few times. Ha! Would only get to 5,000 and then slowly decline. So yesterday (Friday) decided to change the fuel filter. A right pig of a job, as it's tucked up in a channel with no means of releasing those funny clips that engage pipes to filter. Job done and road test - still the same, so today I'll take the fuel pump off - well, actually, out as its inside the fuel tank (and I need to cut a hole in the rear seat area to access it).
Dunno about karma, I seem to have caught Berger's bug. Reminds me of that song by the Everly Bros: 'problems, problems, problems all day long' ....
