By Nate Risch
11/27/2016
Since Thanksgiving was last week, I feel obliged to write of things for which I am most thankful. Heading the list would be my wife, family, friends, work, and quality of life. Being a car guy, I am also thankful for cars, but those are farther down the list.
By Nate Risch
11/27/2016
About two years ago, when I was underemployed at my geophysics job, but hadn’t yet taken the position at Bentley Publishers, I had a lot of time on my hands. I’d search endlessly on Craigslist and go and look at virtually any inexpensive, promising-sounding vintage BMW within two hundred miles.
By Nate Risch
11/21/2016
Peter Brock turned 80 last week—yes, that Peter Brock—and many of his friends turned up in Van Nuys to surprise him. Eighty looks better on Brock than it will on me; I suspect that, like Dorian Gray, he has a portrait rotting in an attic somewhere.
By Nate Risch
11/21/2016
Last week, when I talked about troubleshooting a car that seemed to be running on only one or two cylinders, I said, “On most carbureted cars, since all cylinders share the same carb and intake manifold, misfiring on a subset of cylinders is usually an ignition-related problem. However, on a fuel-injected car like a tii, since there are individual fuel-injection lines, the cause can be fuel-delivery-related.
By Nate Risch
11/12/2016
It starts in a moment, from a singular point in time and space. There is no moving backwards, no pre-loading in a vain attempt to generate extra energy. The right hand just goes with no hesitation, no meandering from its path—decisive and purposeful. Then it strikes its target.
