Normally I can work out why a car isn’t running right. I may not be able to fix it, but I can suss out where the problems lie. But not this time.
She has a spark, she has fuel and she has air. She clearly has some compression, and yet she will not run. One cylinder is working just fine and dandy, the other one just refuses to do anything. I’ve tweaked the timing and adjusted the mixture anyhow, but she’s completely sickly, will only really rev in neutral and let’s just say I’m not particularly looking forward to the journey to the garage on Monday.
I’d probably have been better off spending my time getting a new brake-light-switch for Charlie, so she can go to an MOT. But I don’t really have time for an MOT on Monday anyhow.