My knuckles are cut up. My back is sore. My fingernails are scrubbed. It’s been a while since I’ve wrenched on my car, and now I don’t want to stop. The garage where I parked my 1974 Volkswagen Beetle closed at the end of July, leaving me scrambling to find a spot for it that wasn’t on the street. VWs are so, so, so easy to hotwire and I was really looking for anywhere. What I ended up with was a total blessing. My buddy Bill Petrow rented me out a space in his shop Broken Motorsports across the Hudson in Union City, New Jersey. (If you’ve followed my various automotive adventures over the years, I met Bill when I first started going to see the tarmac Empire State Performance rally, then when I started going seeing drifting at Club Loose, then we started doing rallies together all the way up until we made it up the Mount Washington Hill Climb even after flipping off the mountain.) It’s a joy having a place to put my car at all, but the nice thing about being at Broken is that I have a place where I can actually wrench on my car. The first thing I tackled was the terrible misfire, in which it was running on one cylinder at idle, maybe two or three under load. It took a while to figure out, but my distributor appears to be clocked to some degree. Cylinder one is where two should be,… [Read full story]
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