OK, for folks on the list who've only been here a year or two, our own
resident smart @$$ known by some as Shawn Pearsall had a problem a while
back. Seems he went to fire up the trusty GTS and blew a whole load of
dog food out of the exhaust canister. Ahhhh, the joys of field mice!!
Today was maintenance day for my Mustang Cobra. In the process of
changing the oil, it seemed reasonable to check out the air filter. Dang.
The whole friggin' air box was full of pecans!
I tore it down to the mass air, looks like the little $#!+ didn't get
beyond the filter, no signs of damage. And so far he hadn't gotten to any
wiring.
It's always something......
Phil
P.S. The traps are set.
