She’s sat, unused, under a tarp for 6 years…..
Both my uncle and brother have had a go at waking her from her slumber, but to no avail….
I’ve spent 2 weekends attempting the same, to no response, and as I was about to throw in the towel, and consign her to history and an ending at the scrap heap, as the rainclouds appeared above…. as I attempted one last option, all other reasons for no response seemingly more elusive than ever…. as I undertook the removal and final strip of the carbs, and a rush job to get them back in before I had to leave…..
…. the beast fired up and growled once more……
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.