had every single part I needed in both standard and improved variation. An arguable miracle considering no one else had even the
standard version). Is that normal? I am twenty years removed from this sport of auto rehab. I was at the counter in the middle of the day, on a weekday, in a down economy... ( i.e., think, nobody else on
the planet should be there at this time...) . I told the guy at the counter that I needed a set of points and condenser for a 260,
V-8, 1964 Falcon Sprint motor. The only other person in the store, and indeed the only person within 2 miles looked over at me said
"So you're a Falcon Sprint guy too?"
All I could think of was that I was in the twilight zone, or on 'Candid Camera'. Amazingly, I had had a chance encounter with someone that was mid-way through
their second Falcon Sprint restoration. His name was Pat Tate. And by luck, fate, or divine intervention, I was standing face-to-
face with a man that could shave years off my journey. And while I am enjoying the 'ride', I am also plenty happy, and I mean
PLENTY! happy to take a few short-cuts :). We instantly bonded and started talking cars. He had a plethora of
pictures of his current project and it was easy to see that he was doing it the right way. It was also easy to surmise that he knew a great
deal about cars in general, but especially the Falcon Sprint. As it turns out, he runs the Firestone in Woodstock, so stop to see him if you get a chance. He was a true master craftsman and was clearly well-versed in the art of
restoration. Anyway, we exchanged numbers and went our ways.
Got home and changed out the plug and coil wires. STILL NO SPARK TO PLUGS! (Pictured: My son, William, helping me check for spark.) Family duties were calling so I had to postpone further
work until the next day.
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