Cops & Candles

This morning we got up early and headed to the Busy Bee for a kolache and coffee.  As mentioned in previous posts, this is the local morning gathering of car guys of all makes and models.  The truck was running quite well on the way there and at 8:00 Sunday morning, traffic was nonexistent.  We exited the highway on a clover leaf and caught a red light.  A quick look around, nobody in sight, stomp the gas at the green light.  Sweetness!  The truck laid out 2 perfectly even marks on the black top and launched fairly well without wheel hop or chatter.  I was jazzed that the posi trac was working even when I notice the police car sitting in my blind spot right next to me.

All I could do was laugh and if the guy was going to give me a ticket, I didn't care cause the posi was working.  Other than launching from a green light at an empty intersection on a early Sunday morning, there wasn't much he could ticket me for.  So I slowed way down so he had to pass me and when he got next to me I grinned real big and waved as though I knew he was there and was messing with him.  He smiled wave and rolled on down the road.  The rest of the day was just as awesome.  

We had a few on lookers at the Busy Bee and a fella with a '63 rambler shared an idea for the squeaky belt.  He said to use a candle and just rub the belt with it.  I did, it worked, and we drove the truck the rest of the day squeak free.

Later we discovered that this is a bad solution and had to install the A/C compressor to stop the speaking.