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HumanEarth · F
Every vehicle I own is over 30 years old 🤣🤣🤣
I won't own that modern junk. Specially after watching what my kids go though with that modern junk. All my stuff still have a carburetor
I won't own that modern junk. Specially after watching what my kids go though with that modern junk. All my stuff still have a carburetor
rinkydinkydoink · M
HumanEarth · F
Ah, the four-barrel carburetor. Just sounds like something you’d find in a vintage muscle car, right? Like, "Hey buddy, want to see my four-barrel?" And the other guy’s like, "Whoa, does that come with a manual or do I just hold on for dear life?"
I remember the first time I saw one. It’s basically the carburetor equivalent of a gourmet buffet. Four barrels, each one ready to pour fuel into your engine like it's a high-stakes cooking show. "Today, we're making a... V8 stew, and the secret ingredient is: more gas!"
And let’s be honest, trying to tune one of these things is like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube blindfolded. You turn one screw, and suddenly your car’s running like a kitten on a sugar rush. You turn another, and it’s like it’s auditioning for a role in a drama "Will it start? Will it stall? Will I ever find the right mixture without calling my mechanic?"
Back in the day, owning a four-barrel was a status symbol. It’s like saying, "Yeah, I don’t just have a car, I have a ‘look at me, I’m a street racing hero’ car." Today, though? It’s mostly just a collector’s item, or a fancy paperweight for your garage while you tank your fuel bill.
"Let’s see, which song will make me feel like I’m back in the '70s with my four-barrel dream?"
So, here’s to the four-barrel carb fueling my nostalgia making mechanics rich, and reminding us that sometimes, the best things in life are a don't have to be complicated, a little messy, and definitely worth a little extra effort. Cheers!
I remember the first time I saw one. It’s basically the carburetor equivalent of a gourmet buffet. Four barrels, each one ready to pour fuel into your engine like it's a high-stakes cooking show. "Today, we're making a... V8 stew, and the secret ingredient is: more gas!"
And let’s be honest, trying to tune one of these things is like trying to solve a Rubik's Cube blindfolded. You turn one screw, and suddenly your car’s running like a kitten on a sugar rush. You turn another, and it’s like it’s auditioning for a role in a drama "Will it start? Will it stall? Will I ever find the right mixture without calling my mechanic?"
Back in the day, owning a four-barrel was a status symbol. It’s like saying, "Yeah, I don’t just have a car, I have a ‘look at me, I’m a street racing hero’ car." Today, though? It’s mostly just a collector’s item, or a fancy paperweight for your garage while you tank your fuel bill.
"Let’s see, which song will make me feel like I’m back in the '70s with my four-barrel dream?"
So, here’s to the four-barrel carb fueling my nostalgia making mechanics rich, and reminding us that sometimes, the best things in life are a don't have to be complicated, a little messy, and definitely worth a little extra effort. Cheers!
rinkydinkydoink · M
@HumanEarth
I know nothing about fixing cars. I buy them then eventually crash them :(
YOU really know your stuff :D
Ever heard this song before?
[media=https://youtu.be/4c5vhpU9wqg]
I know nothing about fixing cars. I buy them then eventually crash them :(
YOU really know your stuff :D
Ever heard this song before?
[media=https://youtu.be/4c5vhpU9wqg]
HumanEarth · F
Of course I have. I used to used have the rare Chevy Big Block 409 engine. My friends dad bought it from me back in the 1990s
HumanEarth · F
I grew up around cars mostly cars from the 1920s though the 1960s cars
rinkydinkydoink · M
@HumanEarth
Back in '62 I remember in the back near the garage at Queenston Chev/Olds a sight (forever burned in my memory) of a dark blue Impala convertible that had the front end smashed to smithereens. I found out a guy had this car with the 409 on order and waited 6 weeks for delivery. The day he got it he was involved in the accident that did in his cherished car.
Back in '62 I remember in the back near the garage at Queenston Chev/Olds a sight (forever burned in my memory) of a dark blue Impala convertible that had the front end smashed to smithereens. I found out a guy had this car with the 409 on order and waited 6 weeks for delivery. The day he got it he was involved in the accident that did in his cherished car.
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