Probably I should introduce my self with my car.

We might be calling her baby, because >>>

I was browsing a list of cars looking for a new used car for my sister when I found my car. It didn’t have a picture, but was listed for $600. I was excited because I had been studying rotary engines for a while and this was an opportunity to own one. So I drove 140 miles to buy it.

When I got there she was sitting in a lineup for Mexico. Probably to be crushed first. They said that it ran but needed a clutch. So I had them start it. It ran good, but the problem wasn’t a worn clutch but a bad slave cylinder. This put a cramp it things so I decided not to buy it. And I went home. The next day I was still thinking about it; I had thought I would get over it but I didn’t. I gave them a call and told them to repair it. They did.

I went back over there and checked it out after they repaired it. I drove it around. I noticed that only the primary barrels of the carburetor were working but that didn’t matter. I was ecstatic! Despite the totally bad battery I forked over the bills. I drove it onto the interstate onramp and she stuttered and died! It was terrible. My wife went and bought another battery so I could start it again. It started up and ran fine. But I drove it off the interstate to check it out. One of the bowls in the carburetor was empty. So I proceeded to clean the carburetor. I put it back together and tried again.... no success. This went on for another six hours. Six hours and 27 miles later I was on the side of the road, stinking of fuel, in the hot sun, and a minimum of tools trying to figure out what the pit of hell was wrong with this car! I had tested the fuel pump and knew that it was not it. So it had to be the carburetor. 1 hour and 4 sets of cops later I switched the float assemblies and viola it worked. 1 hour later and a properly hooked up vacuum line, tightened fuel line, and throttle linkage, I found that my wheel was loose. Tightened that up, also the break caliper was only attached by one bolt, and was flopping around (only noticeable when braking in reverse) all I could do was tighten the remaining bolt, then I was on my way. She worked beautifully! Still no secondary carburetor action but she was still working better then the Saturn I drove up in. I stopped at a gas station to check things out. And found that my headlights weren’t working. That was the easiest fix of the day, was on the road again before long. I got back in time to be 4 hours late for work. And my wife drove it back the rest of the way. About 3 miles from the house the break caliper was totally detached and making a terrible racket. She was sure the wheel had partially detached its self. She limped it home and parked it, where it sets now.

I love that car. And that is why we are calling it baby, a truly powerful pain in the keister, but you have to love it anyway.

As for me? I am a 28 year old electronics technician for Pioneer natural resources, and the company radiation safety officer. I am also a skilled machinist and gunsmith. I have a wife and daughter, and am the proud owner of a white 1985 RX7 with 210,000 miles on it.

 

man it sounds like you have had some pretty bad luck so far but hopefully it turns out for the better and u can get her in good shape