I made the return trip to the store to get the $1 back I was overcharged yesterday, but for some reason my Sweatcoin app only recorded one step all day in spite of walking more than 2.4 miles (3.91 km) round trip. And I was just checking my phone and there is a critical update for my Sweatcoin app that was buried in my notifications, so I authorized the update.
If I could just find the funds the plans for the Sprint-T are getting close to done, again. And as I was walking around I was thinking about what the car would be like if I could make it a Locost instead of a T-bucket. Now I know most of my readers are not car people, so some of you probably have no idea what a Locost is. Well way back about the time I was born a
guy freaking genius took “Simplify and add lightness.” to freaking extremes with a car called the Lotus 7. That car has been in production longer than I have been alive, but is simply too expensive to make at a price point most of the people who want to buy it can afford, and it’s too raw and rough for most of the people who can afford it. So a cottage industry has sprung up making replicas with different powertrains (just look up images for Locosts). Now there is a lot of cross-pollination between the Locost community and the part of the T-bucket community that likes to make left and right turns. So much so that some Locost started as T-buckets, and vice-versa. TBH in some states it’s easier to get a plate for a Locost than a bucket, and others it’s the other way around. But that is a question for the future.
And I need to go take care of the crazy cat.
I have been thinking about cooling for the Sprint-T. I’m going with the assumption that the 22″ wide catalog radiator is going to be roughly equivalent to the OEM radiator, but for insurance against overheating I’m going to stuff as much oil cooler in the nose as will fit. The boxes still need to be moved around a bit but there is room and airflow to stick a cooler sideways so that the air comes in the front and flows out the driver’s side.
Other things I found out include the Pentastar engine is identical across a model year except for the intake manifold and oil pan for packaging under the hood. The only reason the FWD versions are rated at 245 instead of around 300 is the 62TE transmission can’t handle any more than that. If I grab an engine out of a minivan, swap the intake manifold to a RWD manifold and the ECU loaded with the RWD engine map it would make the same power as if I pulled it from the RWD car/truck. That really expands the available engine pool. And I’m still looking at printing up a new manifold with dual throttle bodies to get a lower profile and maybe eke out a few more ponies on the top end so that I can maybe not shift a time or two on course to save that odd thousandth of a second on the track.
And I’m spending the weekend with the cats because Mrs. the Poet is going to commune with Nature away from me. And Winter is making a comeback as we drop more than 40°F between yesterday’s high and tomorrow’s low, even worse if you factor in the “feels like” temperature forecast of 15°F. It’s going to be “fun” getting the cats back in so they don’t freeze.
And we are still p’. I
may spend spent some more money gift card balance at Lowe’s buying cutting tools to make a Mini Sprint-T.
Mrs. the Poet went to the evil place (Wal-Mart) to spend her gift card to buy TP and tissue, and I used her bus pass to get to Lowe’s after she got back. I got a pack of single-edge razor blades and two packs of batteries, to power the digital calipers and the laser pointer cat toy. The trip up was by bus, but I just missed catching the bus as it came back around on the return loop, so instead of waiting the 0:45 for the bus to come back I decided to walk home. I managed to get back to the corner where the bus stops just before bus came by, meaning I managed to get the 1.67 miles faster than the bus managed to get around the whole loop and I didn’t even push hard to get there first. It felt good to get out and get a little exercise except for where I tore the middle toe up a few weeks ago pushing against the inside of the shoe, that still hasn’t healed up right. That was uncomfortable, but nothing I can’t deal with.
And as it turns out we don’t have cats, we have boring dogs in cat suits. Clyde ignored the laser pointer completely, I mean he saw it and reacted to it, but he didn’t react to it like a normal cat. No attack jumps or chasing the dot up the wall, just moving his head to track the red dot. Clint chased the dot for a little bit until he got bored and then ignored it after a few minutes. Then he sat down and just watched the red dot. And now he has just crossed his front paws and is ignoring the dot some more. Like I said, boring dog in a cat suit.