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For years I have been trying to find something my son and I can do
together that interests him. My two daughters, no problem, they are
both science geeks and I understand them. My son is an alien. We
aren't just on diff planets but diff universes. He's sociable and
always has girls around, while I am anti-social and geeky etc. I
tried sailing with him, nah, camping, no, caving, nope, fishing, nah
boring...............
Now, at 19, he saves $2500 and buys and old junk Mustang, a 1994
5.0L. Luckily, somebody scraped the side of it a week after he got it
and their insurance paid to repaint it. WHOA, now he might as well
have a license that reads "TCKETME" but it ran like hell.
We got a manual and read enough to see that this engine actually needs
to be timed like old ones. Guess what, I happen to know how to do
that, explained it to him and we got a timing light and vacuum gage
and he did it. Dang it runs much better. Mass air flow sensor was
wrong one for the injector, so $248 later today he installed it at my
work and WOW, it is a hot car now.
So, tonight him and all his friend are outside leaning on the car as
he talks authoritatively on how it runs. I hear them as I take out
the trash and come in smiling. Wife asks what I seem happy
about....................

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"Frogwatch" wrote in message
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For years I have been trying to find something my son and I can do
together that interests him. My two daughters, no problem, they are
both science geeks and I understand them. My son is an alien. We
aren't just on diff planets but diff universes. He's sociable and
always has girls around, while I am anti-social and geeky etc. I
tried sailing with him, nah, camping, no, caving, nope, fishing, nah
boring...............
Now, at 19, he saves $2500 and buys and old junk Mustang, a 1994
5.0L. Luckily, somebody scraped the side of it a week after he got it
and their insurance paid to repaint it. WHOA, now he might as well
have a license that reads "TCKETME" but it ran like hell.
We got a manual and read enough to see that this engine actually needs
to be timed like old ones. Guess what, I happen to know how to do
that, explained it to him and we got a timing light and vacuum gage
and he did it. Dang it runs much better. Mass air flow sensor was
wrong one for the injector, so $248 later today he installed it at my
work and WOW, it is a hot car now.
So, tonight him and all his friend are outside leaning on the car as
he talks authoritatively on how it runs. I hear them as I take out
the trash and come in smiling. Wife asks what I seem happy
about....................


That's cool. My dad was always trying to show me stuff with the family car,
you know.. changing plugs, etc., but I really was totally bored standing
around. When I got to highschool and got my first car, that changed because
I had no money and it was an old veedub. Then, I always would push him out
of the way, with a let-me-try-it statement. I actually was able to start it
by reading the instructions in the Bug Bible and jumping the starter with a
big screwdriver when I got stuck in the middle of nowhere. It was a bad
solenoid as I recall... wouldn't kick in. I also got pretty good at tuning
it up and stuff like that. It wasn't very pretty though on a date when the
guy thought he knew everything, so I said, ok you can drive and handed him
the key.

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Nom=de=Plume

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nom=de=plume wrote:
"Frogwatch" wrote in message
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For years I have been trying to find something my son and I can do
together that interests him. My two daughters, no problem, they are
both science geeks and I understand them. My son is an alien. We
aren't just on diff planets but diff universes. He's sociable and
always has girls around, while I am anti-social and geeky etc. I
tried sailing with him, nah, camping, no, caving, nope, fishing, nah
boring...............
Now, at 19, he saves $2500 and buys and old junk Mustang, a 1994
5.0L. Luckily, somebody scraped the side of it a week after he got it
and their insurance paid to repaint it. WHOA, now he might as well
have a license that reads "TCKETME" but it ran like hell.
We got a manual and read enough to see that this engine actually needs
to be timed like old ones. Guess what, I happen to know how to do
that, explained it to him and we got a timing light and vacuum gage
and he did it. Dang it runs much better. Mass air flow sensor was
wrong one for the injector, so $248 later today he installed it at my
work and WOW, it is a hot car now.
So, tonight him and all his friend are outside leaning on the car as
he talks authoritatively on how it runs. I hear them as I take out
the trash and come in smiling. Wife asks what I seem happy
about....................


That's cool. My dad was always trying to show me stuff with the family car,
you know.. changing plugs, etc., but I really was totally bored standing
around. When I got to highschool and got my first car, that changed because
I had no money and it was an old veedub. Then, I always would push him out
of the way, with a let-me-try-it statement. I actually was able to start it
by reading the instructions in the Bug Bible and jumping the starter with a
big screwdriver when I got stuck in the middle of nowhere. It was a bad
solenoid as I recall... wouldn't kick in. I also got pretty good at tuning
it up and stuff like that. It wasn't very pretty though on a date when the
guy thought he knew everything, so I said, ok you can drive and handed him
the key.


On a date with veedub and getting to drive the old plume! It doesn't get
any better than that. Lol lol

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