After getting it home (via trailer from the registration centre) we proceeded to load up in order to take it on its first real run - to get some lunch and show it to another local T owner.
So... Mr Whiteman gets out of his gate, full throttle, and decides it would be fun to see if he could make the local sheep evacuate raisins more quickly than normal.
The resulting BANG! upon switching from battery to mag was pretty impressive. It was also noticed by the co-pilot shortly afterwards that the exhaust note sounded a little more 'throaty' than before...
Upon reaching the ultimate destination a short investigation was conducted and the following result discovered:
The owner was suitably contrite:
This call for some drastic action. The offending part was removed and dealt to with a large hammer and a piece of pipe, after which it looked like this:
A quick re-assembly later, it was fitted back to the vehicle and we could now hear the motor.
The good news out of today is that, following a little fettling and addressing of a few wee teething, issues this Colonial-bodied T is starting to run really well after probably 40 years or more off the road. Herewith the machine and happy owner:
can tell you to get rid of that copper fuel line.
)
