Corvair Corsa Convertible 1965 |
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The
1965 Corvair Corsa convertible I bought cost $600.00 in 1972 or so. It had a new
(power operated) top, a new gold paint job, good tires and brakes, a 140-horse
four-carb engine, and minimal oil leaks. The exhaust system was shot, but the
four-speed transmission was excellent. I took it to Harry Bokker at Courtesy Chevrolet
to check out a strange sound before driving to San Clemente to show it to Mom.
He said Park it. CV joint was going out. We used another car (Kammback, I suppose)
to visit Mom. Next day I bought the parts and did a replacement with no trouble
at all. I have written of this elsewhere, but can't find it, so this will be a fresh retelling of a familiar story: I was so pleased with the Corvair. It looked good, sounded great, handled good, felt right to me. One day I was going down the Ulric hill from Linda Vista to Mission Valley, nice wide, four-lane road. Top down, sun shining, new duals sounding fresh. Fresh oil and filter in the engine a few days earlier. Sweet scene, fine prospects all around. I thought that was a good time to open it up in third gear, see how it cranked with that hill to aid and abet it. Gas pedal to the floor, decibels and speed mounted quickly, and at about 65 miles per hour I let off the gas. It kept going, flat out full accelleration! Ack! No panic, reached for the key and turned it off before putting in the clutch. Coasted to the side of the road and went back to see what part of the throttle linkage was stuck. Well, the linkage was stuck, all right. It was jammed open by the jack. The thing you use to lift the car when a tire change is necessary outside of the store. It was one of those swinging-peg-goes-in-a-hole kind popularized by European or British cars. In standard form it was mounted along the wall of the engine compartment, with the swinging peg part faced to the fender, away from the engine. I had not had it out, and whoever had last put it back put it back with the peg faced toward the engine and set so the peg could swing out under heavy accelleration. Heavy braking would just confirm its folded position. So there it was, swung into a postion it could only reach under full throttle, by the only force that could swing it there: sudden, hard accelleration. It will make a good plot device in a murder mystery. I try to find something good in every circumstance. Silver lining, you know. Don Stewart paid me a fair price for my Corvair pan and accessories. |
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