July 16th

What a day was had today by the Pusher Truck crew.

We took a ferry to Bremerton from Seattle to look at a too dilapidated motorcycle, which we passed on, then fixed not one, but 2 cars and a boat. We worked on a 1968 C10 Chevy Pickup with swapped in 3/4 running gear too, but didn't get it running.

In the subtle greatness of projects, specifically automotive, we found elation, frustration, and finally satisfaction when we got a 1989 5.0 Mustang Convertible running, new shoes and carb on Scarlet (my beloved 1946 Willys), and even took a Mastercraft ski boat out of mothballs and heard it fire up.

Scarlet now idles at 900 rpm and has lost the eye-stinging raw fuel expulsion from the dual exhaust. Also, with slightly used 33" BFG mud terrains on all four corners, the Willys rolls down the road smoothly and with less noise.

Uncle Dan capped the evening off with the only reward befitting so successful a work crew: barbecued pork ribs with a teriyaki and sweet baby ray's bbq sauce glaze.

I'd grunt if I weren't so worn out.