As I said in yesterday’s blog, I adjusted the carburetor on my old Chrysler, and it was idling much better but still dying when I stopped. When I put the air filter back on it wouldn’t start at all. A couple of blog readers told me they believed adjustment I had made was okay when there was no air restriction, but with the air cleaner back on, it was choking the engine.
So yesterday I took the air cleaner back off, and the car started right up. I did some more adjusting and got it to run a little better with the filter on, but son-in-law Kenny thinks the oil bath air filter element is dirty and needs to be cleaned. That’ll be my next project.
After that, we’ll tackle the steering, which is pretty loose. It may just need an adjustment to the steering gearbox, or it may need a rebuild. I don’t know yet. I guess for a 74-year-old car, you can’t expect it to be perfect, right?
Besides tinkering with the car yesterday, I took Alli for a walk because we both needed some exercise. She’s a big dog, and when she sees another critter, she wants to run up and play with it. That made for a couple of unfortunate incidents. One of my neighbors and my granddaughter both recommended getting a gentle leash, which fits over the dog’s snout but still allows it to breathe and eat and drink, but makes them much more manageable than a harness or a collar leash. I bought one a while back, and the difference is amazing. Alli doesn’t like it when I first put it on, but then she settles down and doesn’t try to pull at all.

After our walk, I proofread and corrected the last chapter I wrote, did some research on a couple of items in the time period when the book takes place (1950-1954) and did some more experimenting with trying to create a family tree for all of the characters in the Tinder Street series. This was just an experiment to see what it would look like, with just the Wirtz family and their spouses. I’ve got a long way to go on it.

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Good Morning
Be carful with the oil bath filter, I remember a story you told about your old buss and cleaning the filter, when you used (I think) carbonator cleaner to clean your arms and hands. I know that was a painful experience for you but it still makes me laugh.
We were at Rush-no-more, campground in Sturgis South Dakota. and I left you some Gunk hand cleaner on you table. I Hope you have a supply of it for this filter. That whole experience is a lesson learned but I just wanted to remind you incase you forgot.
Oh, I remember that Gretchen. I’m sure the people in the campground remember me stripping down as I ran inside. Because that carburetor cleaner was getting in some very nasty places I won’t make that mistake again!