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build diary << | show individual entries | >>April 13, 2006: I seem to have conquered my fear of drilling holes in my fibreglass. A little treatise on my new oil pressure light. I used to use a gauge for the oil pressure. The problem is that it's constantly moving (of course) and I'm afraid I'll miss it if a problem shows up. So I elected to go with a light that's right beside my rev gauge. This way, if it lights up I'll know to kill the engine immediately. Ideally I'll have both. Someday I'll revisit instrumentation and do it then. I did have to plug in a sender from a 1995 Miata to make this work but otherwise it was the same wiring. entry 1199 The new vs the old. One of the things I did with this latest piece of glass was make it symmetrical. My previous versions were not. The bending of the channel went quite easily after all my hard-earned lessons last time. The plywood was 0.8mm thicker this time which actually made things a little more difficult. The nice thing about a symmetrical top is that instead of having to set up my bending tool twice, I simply turned the piece of channel around and did both sides that way. A bit of Scotchbrite on the aluminum and it looks really good. I hopped into the Seven to run down to work because I wanted to touch up some welding on the side support. That went well - and the Seven refused to start. It was the same symptoms as before except that I never managed to get it running again. I spent a long time on the phone with my friend and boss Bill to no avail. The current thinking is that something in my original ECU is damaging the processors in the chips. I'll try a new chip in this new ECU and see what happens. Argh. Today was set aside to do some work on my trailer. It's been having some cracking problems where a loose fender once vibrated badly. I've been patching it up but it was time to fix that for good. Some hefty angle iron and some fun with the plasma cutter and it's much better. I wouldn't tow a 3000 lb vehicle on it, but 1300? No problem. Once that was done I stuck the windshield on the side supports and went to bolt it up. Uhoh. My previous glass wasn't symmetrical because my scuttle isn't symmetrical. I also put the side supports a little too high and it was difficult to get the windshield level as it teeter-tottered on a high point in the middle of the scuttle. Some choice words, some oversize holes and it's done. The flat top makes a level mounting crucial. So how does it look? Fantastic. The rounded top has bugged me since I first put the windshield on the car. The new design, about 1.5" lower in the middle, looks much more aggressive and is still out of my sight line. It was a little frustrating but I'm done. And that concludes the last full day I have to work on the Seven before the Texas meet. Mark Rivera reports that his car is running well. With a 12 psi turbo on the engine, it should really scoot. Chris Fiaccone's bike-engined car will also make mine look slow. I'm going to look like the sad also-ran!
So, with two more evenings before I leave, I have only a few things to do. First is to bend up the new hood. The flat, louvred sheet arrived today. I may chicken out and get a local fabrication shop to help me as I'm scared to screw it up. I'll also cut a new stone shield for the driver's side, as the new one on the passenger's side makes it look battered. Pack the trailer, gather the tools (the garage is a little, umm, chaotic) and I'm pretty much ready to go. I hope so anyhow. ECU hassles are just what I don't need at this point. One thing I did change that made the fabrication easier had to do with the lower edge. Instead of folding it under, I cut it off level with the frame rail. I then riveted a piece of alumimum channel along the inner edge to act as a support. This channel was left over from my original windshield fabrication - it was the stuff that I couldn't bend without kinking. Now I don't want it to bend so it's perfect. I'm not crazy about the rivets along the edge of the hood but I'll live with that. So, what's left before I leave? I'd like to replace that stone shield, I want to ensure the fuel pump is clean and I have to pack. And that's about it! Wow. I do have to thank my girlfriend Janel for keeping me alive during this thrash. If it wasn't for her dropping by the shop with food I'd probably have starved to death.
A few hours later, I got a phone call that the work was done. I jumped in the Jeep - once again, my girlfriend Janel has allowed me to use her precious Grand Cherokee as a beast of burden - and headed over with the trailer. To my great relief, the tonneau looked great. It was exactly what I wanted, closing off the rear nicely without impeding access to my fuel tank and giving the Seven a proper boot. So, car strapped down and Jeep full of items such as two spare sets of tires, a set of cornerweight scales, an air tank, jack, tools, spare nuts and bolts and even a small Shop Vac, I took off for Texas. That last sentence does overplay the sense of occasion that remained a few hours later. While I had beautiful weather for my trip over the high Red Mountain Pass, New Mexico proved to be long, flat and dull. The northern section of the state is not a rich area and I felt a little conspicuous. It's not the sort of place you build a little bright orange sports car for the hell of it. More entertaining was the fact that I saw many signs that announced my altitude as 7000'. Always 7000 and always fairly randomly. At one point, I decended a fairly major slope shortly after a 7000' sign and was presented with one that said 6800'. Okay, someone at the New Mexico DOT is playing games. I stayed with my friends Sam and Carol Sharp in Alberquerque after rolling in fairly late. It might have added a bit of time to my trip, but it's always more pleasant to stay with someone after a long day on the road.
Drive drive drive. Boooring. The Jeep thought so as well as it decided to liven things up a bit. Some bad gas in Texas meant I had to stop at a WalMart and buy some miracle fuel injector cleaner and a bottle of octane boost just for fun. Miracle cure it was, the Jeep decided to let all the cylinders wake up and we carried on. A late night and I arrived at Curtis Wiseman's house after managing to completely confuse myself in his neighbourhood.
Chris Fiaccone showed up shortly after with his car. While he hasn't been quite as crazed as Mark over the last few months, he did step up the pace to have his motorcycle engined car ready. And it is a stunner. Painted flat black with some really nice touches on the rear lights and around the exhaust, it looked like a mutant hot rod and showed some beautiful workmanship. Another car faster than mine, so I polished some more. A fourth Locost showed up as well. Jon's car was built partially as a father/son project, partially to let Jon learn metalworking skills and partly for the Grassroots Motorsports $2005 challenge. It's amazing. Jon built the nose cone and all other body parts by hand. It looks more like a Lotus 6 than a Lotus 7, but the amount of work involved rocks everyone back on their feet. I knew that I couldn't out-polish this one so I stopped and decided to go for a spin. As has become tradition, the Seven decided to foul up a couple of plugs to celebrate the arrival at a new track. It also was running very rich as I discovered on a short run. Why? Well, thanks to my super-cool throttle bodies it runs in a fairly narrow range of vacuum. And that range had just shifted drastically enough that my highway cruise at sea level was similar to my wide open throttle at altitude. I took off to do some tuning and try to settle the car. I also discovered that the synchronisation between the two pairs of throttle bodies had developed a problem and my idle was now about 1300 rpm if I was lucky. At home it's closer to 850. It's as if there is a big vacuum leak but I can't find it anywhere. I had to dump a lot of extra fuel in the idle zones in the computer and pull a huge amount out of the cruise. Hmm, maybe I did spend too long polishing. Or maybe not. I started talking to Howard Cole from Kit Car magazine and he did a photo shoot of the car. Hopefully he'll give a review of the book and accompany it with some photos of the real thing. So, other than the poor running and stinky black smoke in the pits, how was it? Well, the car was very well received. The most common comment was that it looks far better in person than in my website, and the color in particular blew people away. I guess my photos don't show that it's metallic. This is probably because the car is usually dirty and photographed in a dim garage. I've also been working to improve the presentation recently. As always, the Birkin/Caterham/Ultralite owners were extremely welcoming. |