Rebuilding an engine is a big project. It’s an art and it’s a science. Some parts are fun. Others are a pain in the ass. There are about a thousand details to remember. There is risk: It’s all too easy to wind up with an unidentified mystery piece lying on the workbench. And there is glory: It could run so well that every time you fire it up you’ll feel like a God.
Why do it? Because…it’s what men do!
In celebration of this manly endeavor, I present the work of my good friend Dr. Mingo. Beautiful isn’t it? It’s a recently finished 345 cubic inch V-8 that he bored out to a 350. It’s basically stock save the 600 CFM 4 barrel carb and a Comp 260 RV camshaft. It’s installed in his 1975 International Scout II.
Al Gore weeps at night knowing that light rail will never ever be better than a V8.
All the scented candles in the world wont make Ralph Nader forget that he has not yet eliminated testosterone.
In a world where people habitually put their balls in a vice called car payments and drive Tupperware with wheels, Dr. Mingo has taken a better path! He shall be tooling down the highway in his freshly tuned Gaia killing anti-Gore mobile. Well done sir!
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Oh, my, that’s beautiful. Work of art, that one – and it’s the best kind of art that fills the air with raw horsepower and can-do.
Thanks for the post Adaptive Curmudgeon. Rebuilding that engine was a labor and a joy. Definitely in the top ten most satisfying things that I have done. After installation, I hit the wall when the oil pressure wouldn’t come up. My thanks to Mrs. Doctor Mingo for refusing to let me take it to a mechanic (Man card still intact). I shall enjoy the new found torque of a freshly rebuilt engine. I don,t care about the mileage. I built it. Final thanks to the Yoopers that mined the iron to make one hell of a block.
+1 on the work of art.
kudos Dr., that is quite an accomplishment.