Just to let you know how things are going. After finally getting
everything together, a trip down to Leicester and a trip down to our local
track (Cayuga), we succeeded in destroying a clutch, a crank, and about 50
gallons of fuel. All in all, it was both a frustrating year, and at the same
time, the best year I've ever had. Filled with both highs and lows. Never
did manage to get past 45 feet under power, but we now know what our game
plan has to be.
I'm currently trying to find enough resources to buy a new crank
(eight-week delivery). If everything else goes well, we will be heading
south to do some further testing early in the new year. So far, it averages
out to 351 hours of working on the car per each time we tried to make a
60-foot run. Sounds insane, but in a strange way, it's all been worth it. We
have learned to respect the nature of fuel, and if anything has come of it,
I know that it has addicted a couple of more people to its mysterious
properties.
Best Regards,
Frank Jonkman
Raising Hell ‘48 Fiat