Just five more minutes, mom....
urk! Geez, that was one hell of a nap! Looks like a year of so went screaming by!
OK; truth or dare...truth.
I haven't done jack **** since I had the block bored.
Truth be known, I was feeling pretty guilty about that (but not THAT guilty!), and Life had pretty much taken over with priorities and such. And, truth also be told, the itch just wasn't there. There; I said it.
So Tony has had my block and new pistons sitting in his shop for almost a year, and I was starting to get a little worried about that. I could go pick up the parts and throw them in my basement for another 10 years, or...
I picked "or" this time. I stopped by the shop (the block was still there, thank goodness, and he didn't have a storage bill for me, knock on wood) so I handed over the plastic and told him to order a set of bushed Eagle forged rods, which he did. Now, I can think of about 100 other things to do with a couple hundos, but spending them on storage fees wasn't one of them, so...
Anyway, if nothing else, I would like to get the bottom end of this motor zipped up. So after the rods arrive, I will be dragging the crank back to him for balancing of the rotating assembly with the new pistons & rods. Maybe that will work up an appetite to start working on the car again come spring. These things come in waves, and when you're riding the crest of a wave you gotta pull out the stops and let 'er rip. Conversely, when you find yourself at the bottom of a trough, it's best to know when to say "no".
At least I'm still plugging away, if you wanna call it that. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going back to sleep.
