Much like love, ignition is a matter of chemistry and timing. Present a proper amount of air and fuel to a spark and POW!...you've got got something hot. Joe's Jag seemed to have fallen on hard times as she refused to start after repairs to the distributor. Never a group to leave a fellow FABACian out in the garage, we gathered on a surprisingly mild late November Saturday in Joe's garage. There was much fettling, during which we (re)learned that screws will travel a surprising distance when thrown by a bench grinder, that little teeny plastic washer really is essential and most importantly, that it really is all about timing. There here several "eureka!" moments interspersed with tea during which plastic washers and wires where arranged so as not to ground the points and distributors where twisted and spun. After one cacophonous backfire that blacked the door of Joe's garage, the Jag fired up and settled into her signature smooth purr. Elated, Joe bought lunch for the remainder of the pit crew. Over beer and burgers, there was much reflection on fine British cars, life in general, good friends and camaraderie and (of course) girls.
Bob E. *burp*
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Thanks to those that showed up for a bit of socializing and working on the Jag. As usual Bobs knowledge of things Jaguar was very helpful. I normally am not so stunned as to install points incorrectly, but I did this time....Further surgery was done on the big cat today to remove the bleeding power steering pump to be sent away....Thanks again guys.
Joe
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