Yeah, you know me, I can’t keep my mouth shut for long.
Anyways, I said I have been busy as usual, now see if you can follow along here.
If at any time, any of this starts making sense to you, please consult your doctor immediately, there is something wrong with you because I’m pretty sure I don’t know What The Fuck I am doing here.
I never let that stop me before though, why start now?
So last we heard, I couldn’t get any spark out of the coil on the motor that is on the tractor.
It’s trying but it’s not enough to jump a gap.
So then the old Hamster wheel starts turning in my head. That reminds me, I need to get some more WD-40, the squeaking gets annoying after a few minutes.
It didn’t take too long to remember I still have this out in the shed, my $12.00 Goodwill find from a couple of years ago that I never dd anything with because the fuel tank is full of rust and the carburetor needs overhauled.
The thing looks like it’s almost brand new and if I dump some gas down the carb, hit the choke and pull on it, it will start and run for a couple of seconds on the second pull, every time.
Smell the smoke from the clutch in my head slipping yet?
I was going to just yank the coil and swap it out but after thinking about that for a few minutes decided to hell with that. Now I have multiple options though.
But while I was deciding what I was going to do and tripping over more shit, all of a sudden,
Most normal people go to the dump to get rid of stuff. I on the other hand, tend to COME BACK with things.
Somebody was throwing this in the metal recycling bin and I just couldn’t fucking help myself. One of the legs was bent to fuck and the height adjusters were tweaked and rusty but after some intense Stress Relieving Therapy with the Ball Peen Of Choice, I got it straightened out enough to do something with. It’s a stand for a Radial Arm Saw and it’s pretty good sized.
My original thought was that I have a buddy who’s father is just as bad, if not worse than I am and maybe he could use it for something. It kills me to see something that is possibly useful getting thrown away.
Yeah, it’s a problem, I know… trust me.
He don’t want it so there it sits.
Anyway, my SQUIRREL moment was looking at the little engine, then this thing and a dim light came on in the back of my head.
After a quick trip to the hardware store for some Fender Washers so the deck screw heads wouldn’t just go through the holes in the sheet metal,
Sometimes there actually is a method to my madness after all.
OK, where was I?
Oh yeah, so that would be Plan B maybe?
Plan C is to rebuild the carb on the original engine and use that and it’s fuel tank on this newer motor.
I’m actually leaning towards that because the tank is bigger and the carb is simpler plus the throttle cable set up is already there for it.
Either way, I am going to get all the numbers off both engines and go get two carb overhaul kits and go from there.
Plan D I’m not so sure about yet but a large electric motor and a fucking extension cord is not out of the realm of possibilities at this point.
I guess it will depend on how many SQUIRREL moments I encounter between now and then.