Cars: an unrequited love affair
Cars: an unrequited love affair Most people love cars. So much of our persona can be wrapped up in the way we transport ourselves. Most males fondly remember their first vehicle. Even if it was a piece of turd. If you had a turd in high school, you were the boss. The Sunbeam Alpine became my first vehicle. Fire engine red with fins and a 1600 cc engine. An elastic held on the front bumper. Stopping suddenly meant that the bumper bounced up and down a few times. I cannot remember why I used an elastic. It was likely an emergency fix and it was all that I had around. Inertia prevented me from replacing the elastic with some wire which would have been a far better fix. I purchased a spirometer that allowed me to ensure the volume intake of both carburetors balanced perfectly. I did this religiously without knowing if this made any difference at all. It did not matter since I attended to what I perceived its needs were. We made each other complete. English cars do not fare w...