I saw this motor at a local estate sale. It was the last day so everything on the property was half off. I could have bought the entire motor for $100 bucks.
I didn’t.
Sometimes things are better left alone. I’d lug that sucker all the way home only to look at it for the following years taking up space.
Big day to show off a gizmo idea I came up a half year ago! I’ve been working with great fellas in the design and distributor side of the business.
Very cool stuff.
I got a couple Corvair parts in. This order came from Clark’s which is back East.
The speedometer never worked and after checking it out the center cable inside the sleeve wasn’t even installed. It must have snapped at some point and tossed into a box of parts that came with the Corvair.
The title is sort of deceiving, it indicates that this is a Sunday type of dessert while the reality is I’ve been eating one like this the 4 nights. Each night it gets even better!
Wifey and I took took the 64’ Ragtop out for an after dinner evening cruise. It’s a totally a different vibe then driving the corvette around. It’s perfect for a short not in a hurry type of cruise.
I woke up early to head over to stockton raceway where the local car parts swap meet is being held.
It’s one of the least expansive events to go burn a couple hours unless you start buying shit. LOL.
I didn’t find anything, I took a photo of these sun visors that I thought my bud could use. That sucked.
These particular sun visors were from an earlier era, between 1930-1940. Not the time frame my buddy is interested in.
I picked up a another vintage 1964 classic car. The Chevrolet Corvair Monza convertible is a neat little ride with all sorts of first time for Chevy details.
I don’t think I’ve ever really paid too much attention to these rides since these were not known for being a muscle car or even in the cruiser category.
If anything, the claim to fame with the Corvair was Ralph Nader’s book “Unsafe at any speed” which he dedicated a chapter in hammering the shit out of the Corvair’s safety issues or rather his interpretation of safety standards.
One of the funkiest things about this ride is the engine location and type. An air cooled, flat six engine is stuffed into the rear trunk. This was a Chevrolet first and often compared to the Porsches. The kicker is, Chevrolet was doing this before Porsche. Go figure that out.
My Corvair is not a show ride by any stretch. It has dings and dents all over. The hood looks as if someone had extra black primer and decided to do a hack paint job. Actually that’s being generous. The hood paint job sucks.
I need to figure out what to do with the rear convertible top boot cover. Throughout the years it must have seen a lot of sun. I’m thinking it was parked outside for a long period of time.
Got a call from my care provider Kaiser. I was able to get an appointment for a first dose vaccine.
So we’re other folks…
EDIT: The reason it was so freakin’ busy was the fact that Kaiser had an abundance of vaccine that needed to be dispersed before expiring. This meant they were allowing walk-ins to get vaccinated which automatically created a longer line of folks waiting for a shot regardless of you had an appointment scheduled. Shit.
Positive Crankcase Ventilation. Sounds sort of fancy. What it means is the house connecting the valve cover to the throttle body input was all messed up. The previous owner tried wrapping tape around the end and using a hose clamp. This particular does not use a clamp.
I went to the lowball Chevrolet dealership and picked the correct replacement part.
The split at the end of the hose definitely did not create a tight seal.
We moved to Valley Springs from Stockton CA. over a couple years ago. I’ve passed this Mexican store and deli countless times and always wanted to stop in and check it out.
Wifey has been feeling under the weather so I went to see if they sold any type of Mexican soup.
It turns out there is a deli and the food sold is about “down home” as you can get. The owner Lucy is super nice and take her time preparing your order. I have to remind myself that when someone beats me to the counter. I’ve since gone back several times.
One note, when you use the parking lot you need to be strategic as the patrons don’t give a shit where they park. There are no guide line parking stalls. It’s pretty much wherever you happen to turn off your motor you’re good. It doesn’t matter if someone can’t get out. Also, jumping back on highway 26 can be challenge depending on what time of the day it is.