Goldenrod1
Finally riding a big boys bike
Back Story. Our friend Matt Dean passed away and his collection had to be out of his basement for a house sale as soon as possible. The next day I went to a Whizzer breakfast and enlisted five more guys to plan a Whizzer rescue. A few days later the mission was completed and the work began in or garages.
Reprinted from the Illinois Whizzer newsletter.
Number Four Of The Six Rescue Whizzer Projects Is Now Running Strong !
By Ray Spangler
Each of our six volunteers had to use our skills to get each Whizzer, from the Matt Dean collection, in shape for what they were made to do. Mine looked like it was dressed up and accessorized for the prom but the Mikuni carburetor was plugged and the sheave pulled off the wheel during the first test run. The antique, cork gasket inside the gas bulb caused it to leak badly. The exhaust control wire was broken and the clutch wire was loose. Did we run to our mommies crying?
No! Tom, Jack and I resuscitated it and the red devil reluctantly joined the living steeds my stable. Joe’s rear stand and hoist made the job much easier. That is what I like about Whizzer guys. Six dead patients would be too much pain for one person but in the end, we cross-contributed and each orphan found a new home for them to continue their life of storage. They will be cared for until decades later when they might need attention from a new owner. Bill and Ben can count on all of us to help them get the last two running. The remaining two were not preened and painted so you will see pictures of them as rugged survivors.
Reprinted from the Illinois Whizzer newsletter.
Number Four Of The Six Rescue Whizzer Projects Is Now Running Strong !
By Ray Spangler
Each of our six volunteers had to use our skills to get each Whizzer, from the Matt Dean collection, in shape for what they were made to do. Mine looked like it was dressed up and accessorized for the prom but the Mikuni carburetor was plugged and the sheave pulled off the wheel during the first test run. The antique, cork gasket inside the gas bulb caused it to leak badly. The exhaust control wire was broken and the clutch wire was loose. Did we run to our mommies crying?
No! Tom, Jack and I resuscitated it and the red devil reluctantly joined the living steeds my stable. Joe’s rear stand and hoist made the job much easier. That is what I like about Whizzer guys. Six dead patients would be too much pain for one person but in the end, we cross-contributed and each orphan found a new home for them to continue their life of storage. They will be cared for until decades later when they might need attention from a new owner. Bill and Ben can count on all of us to help them get the last two running. The remaining two were not preened and painted so you will see pictures of them as rugged survivors.
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