In mid November it was time for the magazine Bilsport
to arange the anual autumn-exibition called "Bilsport Performance Show"
For several reasons that exibition was cancelled,
and was replaced with a new one, called "Bilsport Street and Sound"
The theeme for that exibition was supose to be quite similar to the canceled one,
exept for the fact that this one had a different name.
Naturally, I couldn't resist the chance of showing the Wok!
I arranged a club-area for me, Elvis and Lars.
Elvis told me he would put his car on a trailer,
and Lars wasn't far behind, due to a major engine-blast...
Me myselfe on the other hand,
was convinced that the Wok would make the 400 km on it's own.
-The Wok is reliable, was the word!
At least, that was my intentions...
The only problem was that a couple of weeks earlier,
the Wok just suddenly stopped as it got idle temperature.
On top of that, I had to work in Oslo, Norway, the weeks prior the exibition,
so there were verry few hours to try and locate the fault.
I finally came up with the briliand idea, that if I just didn't think of it as a problem,
it wouldn't cause me any...
-So verry verry wrong I was!
After puting all exibition folders and posters in the car,
I dropped by a friends house on my way to the exibition...
...and as a clockwork, the car stopped.
After a cople of hours of fault-diagnose,
involving half of all known racemachanics in the Stockholm area, we came to the conclusion,
that the problem was most likely to be found in a warenout Hal-sensor in the distributor.
Without a working distributor, I wasn't gona make it for sure.
Therefor I went to Elvis friends garage to borrow the electric circuits
from his old distributor. They didn't mach at all.
Then I went to Erik (at the memberspage) to borrow his whole distributor,
but I couldn't get it to fit on my car...
...so in desperation I found a rusty distributor with, broken bearings in my apartement.
GREAT!
I took the electronics from that and it worked perfect...
...some 250-300 meters from my friends house.
At that time (21:00) I had to face the fact,
I was gona have to trail down my car too.
The only problem was that the odds of getting a trailer at 21:00 a thursday evening
before a big car-exibition-weekend is less than getting laid with Britney Spears.
To my rescue came one of Elvis friends Marko,
He agreed of trading his Mercedes 190E, 1986, to my Lexus IS200, 2001,
over the weekend. I had to do so since I don't have any hook on the Lexus.
After that, I got hold of Zuzuki-Pontus, and to my great rejoy his jeep-trailer
was in working mode and free for the weekend.
After a couple of kilometers, I realized that I had a loooong jurney infront of me,
If I was doing 90 km/h or faster, the trailer started to live it's own life.
At 04:00 we eventually got to our five-star-minus hotel...
The beds weren't even made.
Two ours later, my cellphone rang, and it was time to get up.
As we was going to roll off the trailer, the darn car started as if nothing ever happened.
We rolled in to the exibition-hall, switched tyres, and relaxed...
Towards the end of the saturday,
I managed to get some unexpected attention from the girls in the Volvo turbo clubs area.
The pictures are a bit fuzzy, but thats just as I was for the time being...
Saturday went in the sign of backdraft...
Those who didn't have a hangover to take care of,
probably didn't have anything at all to do that day.
At 16:00 it was time to go home...
We loaded the car to the trailer, and begun the long journey home.
After returning the trailer to Pontus,
and trading back the Lexus (that was a dificoult one)
all I needed was a hotdog at Shell, before going to bed.
Monday morning was spent traveling back the 500 km to my office in Oslo.
