Due to Polio, in 1937, I have no knee strength. In my '30 Coupe, Minerva's Era, just out of re-hab from a hallucinating bout with Flexerill, a muscle relaxant, trying to get in the car & ended up on my right side, layin' across the seat! Struggling to sit up, ended up on the same right side, in the FLOOR, with the shifter between my 4th & 5th RIBS, shifted into second with my ELBOW! Somehow slithered feet first & ended up sittin' dejected, & PO'd, on the running board.
SOMEHOW??? I got back in the car, in a civilized position. 5 year old 6 Volt battery & NO charging for 3 MONTHS, GOD! she cranks over GOOD! Wouldn't start, gas guage on the BIG "E"--"Well I guess the evaporation GREMLIN took my gas"---EXHAUSTED, I finally fell in bed. At 2:07 A.M, sat straight up in bed,--"You dumb ***, you forgot to turn on the crappy, sticky, old GAS VALVE!
Next day, which was Tuesday, stood alongside my Faithful Minerva, reached in & put all the controls in the proper & safe positions, pushed my RED, "modern" starter button, & without even choking her, slowly, she said,--TADA-TADA-TADA-TADA & with a SHOT to her hand throttle, Minervas' NASCAR EXHAUST SYSTEM barked to LIFE & I heard Tony announce,--"BILL'S BACK"!!!
I "guess", in my absence, the gas guage cork got LONELY & just shriveled & DIED!
SO, you think you have TRUBBLES???
This ACCOUNT is ABSOLUTELY TRUE, even Me & my Dog couldn't make up such a BIZARRE story! It was like a KOOKEY DREAM!
Bill W.