Not a Push Start, But...
By Don Roberts
Don Roberts tows up the return road at Epping in the King & Marshall fueler.
Photo by Paul Wasilewsi
Keeping with the theme of push starts, push bars, and in
this case roller starters, your pal Jimmy King did this to me one night at
In typical King & Marshall fashion (not all the
time.... <g>) they show up at 7:25pm for an 8pm first round at a
Wednesday night program at Epping, NH. Hurry up to get parked, get the
Garlits chassis rear engine car out of the trailer, hustle over to the
roller starters to get started and warmed up.
I didn't bring my helmet or jacket, no time to go get
them, so I hop in the car and get the tires turning, let the clutch out
get some oil pressure, and this being the old days where drivers did
everything, I hit the mag switch on.
The next thing I hear is a loud KABOOOOOMMMMM followed
by some serious heat on the back of my head and neck and shoulders. Then
I'm smelling this god awful smell, when it dawns on me that my period
correct long hair has been singed pretty good and my neck is still real
hot. Jesus, what are these guys trying to do to me.
A quick check determines that your pal and mine, JK, put
the mag in wrong. The spring-loaded pop off valve opened on the front of
the manifold, and out came the fire. Hey, it was only off a tooth, right?
One of the many adventures of King & Marshall I was
so fortunate to be part of.
Hero driver enclosed, trademark cigarette, and
sunglasses in place, on the return road Epping, NH 1973.... <g>.