Friday, January 4, 2013

(41900-51180 mi) Darn you! Automatic Choke!



The Automatic Choke... It has been my irritation and horror for many miles.  Right at the beginning of the trip to L.A., Jesse and I stopped for breakfast at Dixon, IL.  We tried to leave, but the car just wouldn't start.  At that point, I was so exhausted and coming down with a cold that I broke down and cried out, "I give up!"
  Shortly after, an older man showed up noticing the engine hood open and offered his assistance, which was gladly accepted.  In short order, he pointed out the problems and taught me a few common sense tips about engine diagnostics.  Then a quick turn of the key and VROOM! The engine came back to life.
  We tried to offer him breakfast, even some coffee for his assistance.  He would have none of it and disappeared as mysteriously as he showed up.  Later, Jesse and I decided that he was a guardian angel of the road (perhaps St. Christopher or so I think).
    Recently, the choke valve sneaks into a cold weather choke position and prevents ignition when the engine is cold but the weather is warm.  I have to loosen the choke housing and turn it back until the choke valve is vertical. Then the car starts immediately.

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