Mmmm. My first truck didn't have synchronized gears. Straight front axle, no shocks, bias ply tires, no brake proportioning valve, and only TWO vacuum lines....yes one was for the wiper. Singular. It had a 12V solenoid starter though, which was steppin' in high cotton compared to OEM. Drove it to school every day for two years and survived until I could afford to set the old sheet metal on a late model truck. I tried really hard not to do stupid things, still I got my fair share of knocks anyway. My idea of a wild party when I was younger was two or three other friends, a bottle of hard booze, and a game of Trivial Pursuit...round of shots when someone gets a pie piece. One game every few months was plenty, I had books to read and music to recite. I'd be dead if I'd been reckless at life, I just don't react fast enough or have the right instincts to live on the edge. Once years ago I tested high for blood lead, hadn't cast a bullet in several years at the time...turns out it was from all the wheel weights I was handling at work. We figured that out because my antimony levels were elevated as much as the lead was. Started wearing nitrile gloves when handling the weights and wearing a dust mask, levels dropped to normal in a year. Throwing out all my primer-dust-laden tumbling media and switching to the wet stuff was a day I breathed a sigh of relief.
, the oven trick works, but it takes longer than sunshine.
