By naterisch
04/01/2017
Miracle of miracles! My sanity is saved! Well, it’s safe at least until the kids become teenagers, when karma will unleash its pent-up fury upon my existence. But for now, I am no longer solely responsible for chauffeuring the two kids.
By naterisch
04/01/2017
Last week, I had removed Louie’s rusty resonator and muffler and was about to hang my pretty new Ansa “standard” exhaust when I realized that with the resonator out, I really should drop the driveshaft and giubo and replace the leaking transmission selector-shaft seal.
By naterisch
03/27/2017
When you are driving through a corner on a race track, there is a tremendous amount of interaction between you, the car, the tires, and the surface of the track—and therefore also a lot of information to absorb within a short period of time, because you are covering a lot of ground very quickly.
By naterisch
03/27/2017
Once I’d road-tripped Louie, the 1972 2002tii I bought last month in Louisville, fixed, and drove home, I immediately set about doing some of the repairs I’d punted on in order to get him on the road quickly. 
By naterisch
03/18/2017
Misery: That’s the secret to winning 24-hour races—at least on a mountain bike. Technical skill, fitness, and equipment do matter, but at the end of the day, being able to keep pushing when everyone else cracks is what wins the race.

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