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Must be something obvious I am missing. Now I look stupid. :o |
:confused: someone dead??
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It has been like summer here the last few days. It was 70 degrees on my cars' thermometer yesterday.
Both drives to and from work were wonderful. for whatever reason I was "ON". I made every apex and got on the gas fast but without wheel spin or VDC. It was just one of those drives that put's a smile on your face without even being aware that it is there. I hope everyone is having a good Z time too. |
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On Valentines day the weather was beyond perfect. 70 degrees in February. What could go wrong? Everybody under the sun seemed to have gone for a drive that day. My 6 minute fast drive or 10 minute commute to work, took 60 minutes due to traffic. Imagine being stuck on a hill for most of the time, clutch in, hand brake engaged, clutch and hand brake release, go ten feet and stop. Although annoying just creeping along, this is such an easy clutch to engage without wearing myself out.
But the day is not over yet, as it is Valentines, my honey and I had reservations just ten minutes away. so all those folks that had enjoyed the day were now heading home. It took 40 minutes to get to the restaurant. After a wonderful evening, a mere 7 minutes home. My lane was empty but the headlights opposite, were lined up nearly 4 miles waiting for a stoplight. It had gotten worse. I was trapped the rest of the weekend when it actually got worse on Presidents Day with a "Free" admission day into the national monument. Living in paradise has it's limitations. |
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Saturday I am having an awful day. Domestic strife. I closed my shop early and went for a drive. Immediately a young girl (maybe 20) in the back of a stopped car, going the other direction, smiles to me and I am flattered. I smile and look away. I look back just as the light turns green and she is waving too me. Again super flattered I try smile and give a nod and drive off. This is by far a most unusual thing. When you are not happy with your girl, do not talk to other girls.
On the way I drove next to a Ferarri 430. The sound track was outstanding. I drove to a friends slot car race and could not keep my mind on driving but on strife. I had had a huge adreneline rush earlier that wore off leaving me exhausted. I could not focus properly. After a three month series of races, all I had to do was my usual. Too bad I could not do it. After many races it all came down to 2.5 feet and I failed. Oh well. Driving home I saw an Aston Martin Vantage just like the slot car I had used. I held it up to the driver who responded with a thumbs up. Passing the gas station on the way home had perhaps a 30 minute wait so I resolved to get gas Monday. After all I was at 4 dots. Does anybody see where this is going? After following a slow truck I had a possible open road ahead of me. With VDC swithched off I went around the hair pin turn hard to the right. While going up hill I had the stutter of fuel starvation. This had occured once before and I managed to stay on the gas until I crested the hill and the fuel returned. Well not today. On the very crest I stalled out. I rolled the car back one wheel off the road while the gas drained to the right. The car restarted but in order to get out of the dirt and gravel I would use up all the gas and it stalled out all three times. A young man came along and we pushed the car and when I hopped in to steer another fellow started helping. The car rolled down hill with multiple attempts to get her going. I just drove into a pull out and got ready to walk home. Now I could have called the woman with whom all this strife was about, and she would have helped. I had zero intention of that. I figured I'd walk home a mile, get a can of gas, and fill the car. Bye the way, I still had 51 miles range according to the display. Instead one of the pushing fellows offered me a ride home and back. I only accepted the ride home. I can walk and not inconvieniece him any more. So I opened up the garage fired up the XKE and put a 5 gallon can in the back and set off. This took about 10 minutes to get the Jag warmed up and properly choked. As I pull up to the Z, the sun has now just set and rain keeps threatening with a few drops here and there. I start pouring the fuel just as a fellow car enthusiast arrives to say what a beautiful car. Then confused asks which car is mine. When I said both he needed an explanation. He and his girlfriend were taking XKE pictures and I said do you want to get in and have your picture taken together? Then they offered me a caravan service. He'd drive one of my cars while she follwed in theirs. I said sure, which car do you want to drive. He said "Of course the Jag" so with a complete stranger driving my car he followed me home. I knew it would be just fine as his girlfriend made a gesture with two hands to say thank you for letting him drive his dream car, and all ended well. The domestic strife slowly seemed to peter out by Monday, so life is getting back on track. Which fuel starvation solutions are available? |
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I am glad that you got all that sorted out without too much hassle. Friendly people are awesome :tup: Quote:
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Friendly folks are the best. :happydance: |
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The only fuel starvation solution is to not let the tank go below 1/2. -- I think. Otherwise, this is a great read. I am glad you and the woman are back on track. I apologize as I have forgotten her name. |
I have had fuel starvation with 17 gallons in the tank so I need a better solution still. :tup:
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I have barley been on the 370Z.com as life has been rough lately at home. My gal of 21 years started to go out of her way to drive me crazy. I know all men say this sort of stuff but it was pronounce. Things not getting done, bills unpaid, constantly saying one thing doing another and when called out, simply say "I am doing the best I can". There are countless examples of unacceptable behavior.
I contemplated ending our relationship. I am so glad I didn't. She began to exhibit signs of senility but maybe it was a TIA type stroke? She went to the doctor and was fine. Really? I took her to her doctor Monday, where I had the doctor ask her a few questions not on the usual list. I was told to take her to the ER where the diagnosis was a baseball sized mass (tumor) in her brain. She's been in the hospital ever since, and I'm there till they kick me out. At 7:30 am Friday (today) she will have it removed during an 8+ hour operation. She has yet to shed a tear and I am just barely holding together. I am telling everyone it went well in advance. Pray I'm right. |
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