The First Rumble

There's something special about the first time you kick off the engine, even when it's not your own.

I got to spend today helping bring a half-restored '77 Chevelle to life. A Chevy 400 tranny takes 3+ gallons of transmission fluid, and filling that bastard through a tube barely bigger than a McDonalds straw is a boring yet essential task right along with priming the fuel system, power steering, and oil pump.

The car wasn't wired yet, so we mocked up a quick wiring rig for the starter and distributor, kicked off the starter and away she went. Well, not literally, though I'm sure some poor bastard has forgotten to put the tranny into park before the first firing.

She had a fussy thermostat in the cooling system and a couple water leaks, but nothing major. The engine has to come back out prior to finishing anyway, so fixing it won't be a problem.

All in all an entertaining day, and it's making me itch for the day we get our own project fired up (possibly as early as January).


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