Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Friday, 14 December 2018
The Art Of Speed
Gather round, men.
This - is a racing machine. BW found it while he was out photographing hay bales, rot gardens and abandoned out houses. He's currently negotiating a purchase as my agent with the current owners. Apparently it runs on petroleum distillates of some sort, and will be just the ticket to put paid to those steam powered punks over in Coopville! Once he's completed the purchase process, BW will haul this chick magnet over to my new shade tree mechanic - M. Ordinarily I'd get Sunny to do my free automotive work but he no longer answers my phone calls or emails. I guess he's too busy with those high speed, low drag model T's of his. Drop everything and get right on that, M! We need that beast burning rubber before the snow melts! If I ever see Sunny at a stop light with one of those crappy Fords - the race is on, and it will be for pink slips!!!
Anyhoo - once M has worked his magic I bet that sucker will do 45 knots on the top end! (I should have added M to the blogroll earlier but the zipperhead in charge of the technical department of this blog pooped the bed as usual Good help is so hard to find).
Be sure to look for me in the winner's circle in the days ahead.