[John Owen]

OK Cracker - time to be honest
I froze driving to the shop, my son with me and a nameless accomplice following (30 degrees). Cracker was a late arrival, limped into the lot, made up some excuse to avoid the dyno, and parked his car. Later he decided his pushing rod was too short. I did not verify this claim. I stepped up and strapped in. The pulsating rhythm of my motor was a mystery to all - 600 ft lbs unable to focus its attention and it quit in the third quarter, short of 6k. Two hours later the shop decided it was possessed.
Took the data over to Kaase's shop. Kaase was out for a little stress relief blasting with machine guns, so I had to wait a few minutes to get his opinion. He said in 30 years of engine building, he had never seen anything like it.
We decided it was patentable and went over to a bar recommended by a used car salesman that was also a popular televangelist. As luck would have it the Falcon cheerleader squad was there and after a few rounds, took us out to the parking lot to show us their stuff. It was amaaazin, but the annon. accomplice and Cracker got to be a little embarrasing. Deep into the celebration it was looking dark and cold - so I decided to call it a day. Cracker and the annon. John H. were still in the parking lot. Cracker - do you remember where your car is?