No posts for a while, because things have been
depressing. Firstly, I lost my storage. An elderly woman across the street from me allowed
me to park in her garage for free. We would clear snow and stuff for
her in return. She passed away recently, and the house is soon to be
put on the market.
To add insult to injury, Maxi needs a timing chain,
and that means it is off the road, because I can’t afford the work right
now. The current engine is Todd’s 360,
and I don’t want to put money into it instead of my 401.
So, on September 14th we initiated Operation
Javelin Shuffle. The goal was to get my
car into storage, and bring one of my boyfriend Todd’s cars to a shop for some
restoration work. Here’s a breakdown of
how things went:
STEP ONE: Drive about 40 miles to pick up car trailer
and one Jeep restorer by the name of Eric.
Put empty trailer onto F350.
STEP TWO:
Drive a few miles to gas station, fill truck, then purchase coffee and
snacks at Dunkin Donuts next door.
STEP THREE:
Drive 40 miles back to Todd’s house, put my Javelin on trailer.
STEP FOUR:
Drive approx 70 miles to storage garage.
Unload my Javelin. Pump tires up
on Todd’s maroon ’73 AMX. Use jacks,
chains, etc to get AMX out of garage and on to trailer.
STEP FIVE:
Drive about 90 miles to Eric’s garage bay, drop trailer, leave AMX on
it.
That is everything in a nutshell. We left the house at about 10:20AM and got
home at about 9:30PM.
There were a few incidents worth mentioning, such as the
wood planks the trailer owner had to use as ramps. One look at them, and I knew they would
break. I tried to mention it, but no one
listened. Sure enough, as Todd drove my
car up onto them, SNAP! What followed
was a bunch of scrap wood and jacks and other interesting items being used to
prop up the cracked planks. Thankfully,
once we got out to the storage garage, there were piles of old, but far better
and stronger planks to choose from.
Another interesting note is that Todd’s ultra tiny portable
air pump blew a fuse in his heavy duty pickup!
I mentioned that such a vehicle should have at least one more power
point. Again, no one listened… until he
found one more power point… The small pump managed to get some air into the
maroon AMX’s ancient tires.
At one point, while the boys were trying to come-along the AMX onto the trailer, I noticed some turkey vultures circling above us... I thought it was rather ominus, and snapped a photo with the birds above.
Lastly, while on the highway, a middle age man on a
motorcycle passed us and gave us a thumbs up!
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| SNAP! I knew this would happen... |
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| Flying high! Back of Maxi jacked up, off of broken plank |
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| Broken planks being shored up with various stuff |
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| Ready to begin Step 4 |
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| Maxi in it's new parking spot. Poor thing... |
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| Todd's AMX being prepared for a little drag |
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| Mid-drag... |
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| ... really dragged! |
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| New planks and lots of elbow grease about to begin |
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| Turkey vulture circling above... a sign? |
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| AMX on board, ready for Step 5 |
I have always wondered about those blue exhaust pipes that some AMCs came with. For a while I never thought I'd see one, and one day at a show there was one on the ground by a vendor's table. It was quite a sight! 
