30 Jun 08 11:33, Roger Nelson wrote to Roy Witt:


 RW>> 29 Jun 08 05:46, Roger Nelson wrote to Roy Witt:

 RW>> RW>> I should be mad, but I'm not. They'll show up sooner or later.

 RW>> RN> The nice thing about mad is it turns into glad.

 RW>> As in: Glad to hear from you, finally. :o)

 RN> ROTFL!

 RW>> I got a look at the pot belly and decided to get rid of it.

 RN> Same here.  I keep wondering where mine comes from since I don't
 RN> drink.

That's easy. As you get older you tend to do more relaxing. Relaxing
doesn't do anything to keep your belly muscles in shape (or your butt
muscles for that matter). As a result, when you stand up, gravity pulls on
your gut and your stomach muscles can't hold them back.

 RW>> That's how I formed an interest in it. 9th grade school friend, who
 RW>> lived over the Kroger store downtown. He had a non-renewable Novice
 RW>> ticket (license) and he taught me morse code. During our senior
 RW>> year, we pioneered the use of CB radio in our hometown, c1959.

 RN> A couple of my cousins were interested and really into that sort of
 RN> thing. Another was into SCUBA diving and doing research on sharks, of
 RN> all things. One time he and a friend of his decided to do some
 RN> research on sharks by doing a night dive in the Gulf.  I was really
 RN> surprised they came back.

I always thought the best research on sharks would be when they're dead.

 RN> When I moved here back in 1979, I met a pompous individual who was
 RN> running a Heath-Zenith computer and was a ham radio enthusiast.

That's typical. Most hams want to do everything on the cheap, so they
skimp on buying factory made gear and salvage from junk boxes what they
can get for little or nothing. He probably built that computer from a kit.
In San Diego, there is a ham radio related swap meet at a local drive-in
movie. The hams go thru the junk boxes people bring and buy the old
computer stuff for pennies on the dollar.

 RW>> You would be surprised at how many people wanna go fast, but don't
 RW>> have a clue of how to get there. The easiest way was to plop down
 RW>> some cash for a factory muscle car.

 RN> I'd rather do it myself.

I got tired of doing that.

 RN> I was continuously surprised at the guys who saw me in my '57 who
 RN> wanted to race.  The car was an "ice wagon" below 40MPH, so I would
 RN> tell them 'Let's "crack on at 40"' and I always left them in the
 RN> dust.  Couldn't do that with anyone why had more HP and a better gear
 RN> ratio than I had.  (-:

Not only that, but your little 283 didn't have the torque to beat much of
anything from a standing start. Although that short stroke allowed them to
rev to over 7000rpm from the factory, which allowed them to catch up. I
always had a smile on my face while watching them go down the drag strip
with a Ford trying to keep up. Some of those had that 312 T-bird engine
and couldn't do it.

                R\%/itt



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