My phone goes off at 7:30a with an incoming text. Grumble, grumble. I normally don’t get moving until 9a these days. I see if from my buddy Nathan, asking “Feeling spontaneous? Wanna go wheeling?” Since the stars have aligned and I actually have a day off when he asked, “Hell yeah!” I’m now awake. And …
It’s started with an innocent little squeak. At idle, I could hear a short chirp…chirp…chirp as the engine rotated. Sticking my head under the hood, I focused on the distributor. The timing of the noise made sense. A quick internet search yielding a common issue of a possible bent shaft on the distro. Seems simple …