If you are struggling with this I’m not surprised. According to recent articles in the press, even college graduates aren’t coming away with the ability to sort fact from fiction or to reason through an issue when presented with it. This results partially from the fact that they spend 15% on their time in class and studying and 85% of their time socializing. I can attest from personal experience that these numbers may even be a bit generous. I know I spent a lot of time during college narrowing the field down to just The Princess. Then, of course, there was a lot of “hands on” experience to be gained before actually deciding to tie the knot, very time-consuming. So, since you may be a bit handicapped, I’m going to supply a hint in the form of the next picture.
That’s right students, you’re looking at the valve train. Now sing along by clicking here. After listening, hit your browser’s back button to return to the post. I know this is all pretty silly, but we’re so close to putting all this junk back in the engine, I just wanted one more shot at some fun with the “Valve Train.”
I had a long conversation Friday morning with Dr. Fullofit. I was concerned about whether Gene and I needed to add shims inside the crankcase in order to adjust crankshaft end play. If so, that would mean that we’d have to do that adjustment prior to putting the engine together. I was talking with the good doctor via computer video hook-up and got this shot of him doing something extremely technical, looks like to a carburetor.
Note in background that in addition to his MD in engine health, the doc is an Authorized Massey Harris service specialist. Nevermind that anyone can buy that authorization for $21.95. But doesn’t he look serious? Wonder what he hear’s in there? Back to those shims, we decided after talking it through that any shims used would be outside the crankcase and wouldn’t interfere with our going ahead with engine assembly. So, Gene and I have plans to get together on Sunday and start puttin things together.
I looked out the window one day this week and saw a hawk hopping along under some bushes after something. He looked so awkward that it got me to thinking about a question on a college entrance exam. It goes something like this. You’re sitting on a park bench and you hear a voice that no one else seems to hear. The voice offers you a proposition. You will be granted the ability to fly, but to do so you will need to give up your arms in exchange for wings. What would you choose? Explain your decision. Anyone who’d care to leave a comment on this, I’d love to hear from you. Myself, I don’t trust voices I hear in the park. But that’s probably not the answer they’re looking for.
Thanks for reading.