Friday afternoon last - I was working on my van with the distributor
problem - which is parked at the curb where it died in front of my house
( my other van is in the driveway). A black car with very black windows
rolled slowly by, as if checking things out. A bit further down the
street, it stopped, backed up to my spot and stopped. Some fellow in his
mid-late 40's got out, said "I see I'm not the only one to be crazy
enough to own one of the vans - but to have TWO?" He laughed and
introduced himself.

Turned out his Father lives down the same street near the opposite end -
and I had never met the man (his father was driving the black car) - AND
the gentleman I was talking to had an '85 Westy in the garage and the
spring was broken(so to speak). We chatted and it turned out he was to
drive to Knoxville for Christmas - and the van was spewing gas, and they
just happened to see me and stopped to ask if I knew maybe what might be
wrong. Because of his schedule (motivational speaker - very busy)  - he
already ordered a rental car to drive to Knoxville,  and a tow truck to
take the van to a garage. I asked if he would care for me to take a look
at it.

While I had the hatch open the tow truck arrived. The man asked the
driver to wait a few minutes - and I poked around on the engine. I had
him turn on the ignition - and fuel spewed from the left injector
assembly. Switch off - grabbed a screw driver - tightened the hose
clamps all around - boy were they loose. Checked the rest - had him test
it - all was fine. He fired it up and let it idle - all the while giving
the tow truck driver a very nice tip for the effort.

He thanked me - and I wished  him a merry Christmas and he was on his
way -with a wallet much fatter for Christmas than it would have been!

Some days you just gotta do what ya gotta do!!

John