I knew that my new slick's fuel tank needed a good cleaning (it had been in storage for quite some time) but I hadn't gotten around to removing and cleaning it yet.

As a short term measure, I installed a clear fuel filter and have been dumping it out when it got full of crud. That seemed to be working until today after work.

The 66 started sputtering and carrying on like it was running out of gas, but I knew that wasn't the case because I had just bought some gas and my recently repaired fuel gauge showed plenty. I then thought that the filter must be clogged but upon inspection it was fairly clean.

The answer came when I dropped the end of the rubber fuel line and what should have been lots of fuel running on the ground was just a trickle.....clogged up inlet in the fuel tank.

What to do.....I'm 10 miles from home, but there is an OReillys in the parking lot that I coasted into.

My solution.....disconnect the fuel line from the tank behind the seat, buy 4 feet of fuel line, and run it into the my gas can on the front seat.

It got me home this evening....where I proceeded to remove the tank and give it that good cleaning it deserved.

 

If you're a real redneck you'd have a beer and a cigarette on your drive home.

 

Who is to say he didn't?!

 

I seriously considered the beer, but the cigarette seemed like a fire hazard.

 

Dealing with a cigarette while driving 3 on the tree in the city can be a challenge. Adding a beer seems to be inviting an accident.

 

With the smell of the gas fumes who needs beer?

 

If you take a puff a drink and a real deep breath you'll never notice

 

This is to notify you that you have been accepted into DIY University and have been awarded an engineering scholarship based on your awesome fly by the seat of your pants skills lol!

And yes, DIY University does offer driving courses:

• three on the tree, a root beer, a smoke and a toothpick.
• three on the tree, a hamburger, french fries and a milk shake.
• three on the tree, the kids, the dog and someone puking.

Please rsvp, and congratulations!

 

Wills, Can I get credit for driving a 3 on the tree, while talking on my iphone, and dealing with a screaming 18 month old while turning?

 

It sounds like you can go straight to the final exam for that course.

 

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Author Patrick McMannus wrote an article for Field and Stream many years ago, recounting his first hunting experience with an old man friend of his named Rancid Crabtee. Well it seems they drove the old mans 48 ford truck about 90-100 miles out into the Montana wilderness, and spent the day hunting. On the return trip just a few miles into the drive, it seems the truck lost it's fuel system. So the old man tried starting it up with a bit of gas poured into the Carb. out of a coffee cup. The truck started but upon removal of fuel supply the truck stalled. So The old Man had Patrick a boy of 13 or 14 drive the truck while he sat on the front fender, pouring gas into the single barrel carb. Along the way a snow storm started, but they kept on going until they arrived home.. The old man upon arrival at his home had a snearing grin permanently frozen onto his face from the extreme cold of the snowy drive. The Old Man then spent the next month trying to figure out how he went over 90 miles on a coffee cup full of gas! Patrick never had the heart to tell him that about 2 minutes into the drive the Fuel started to flow again and the truck ran just fine.

Your home made fix reminded me of that story.. thanks for the laugh!

 

My first 66 I had when I was in High School and then the Marines, had the clutch return spring bailing wired to the motor mount perch,,, it broke in the field as I was buckin hay,,, that piece of wire lasted for quite a few years,, and when it finally broke again,,,, YUP,, bailing wired it again!! Still was on there when she went to the great truck showroom in the sky!!

 

You my man are an absolute legend.

 

Yall's replies have kept a smile on my face all morning.

I entered the house after my trek home with the gas can yesterday and my wife started to give me a gentle scolding about driving around in Houston traffic with an open gas can on the front seat.

I then proceeded to tell her that my temporary "repair" cost us a couple of bucks for some fuel line vs. what it would have cost for a tow truck. She got religion at that point.

That's one of the things I love about these trucks.....short of catastrophic engine failure, you can almost always get them running again with sheer ingenuity when something goes wrong.