Tuesday brought me a most unpleasant surprise. My 1956 Ford Fairlane left me stranded in Calais, about 11 miles from home. It was a most sudden and unpredicted experience, and of course it happened on the hottest day of the year (thus far), and when I had my wife and 3 of my 4 children along for the ride.
Pulling out of Hospital Lane onto South Street, the engine went dead. As soon as I gave it gas, nothing. It rolled to a stop in the wrong lane, and I was fortunate to have nobody coming down the road toward me. That gave us time to push the thing back out of the way before traffic flowed. An older gentleman then stopped and further helped us push it down the road and into the driveway of a now vacant house; that little green one across from Palmer Street with the boat painted on the garage.
Once we were out of the way, my wife went to call for help. While I sat with my 3 daughters in the car, I did a quick exam of the engine. I had first thought it was the fuel pump, but checking the carburetor I found it was certainly getting gas. I tried the ignition again, and it actually started, but the engine was really rough. I turned the car around and waited for the tow truck. Once we were back home, I checked my second suspect; the old vacuum lines. There are 3 of them, and after a quick inspection the problem became clear. They were goners.
Fortunately, I still had a fresh hunk of vacuum hose from the old wiper motor I had to scrap. You see, I'd bought a brand new hose for the vacuum wipers last summer while I was still trying to get them working, but since the old motor had refused to cooperate, I replaced it with an electric model. So, I had this nice hunk of hose lying around that came in real handy. I replaced all 3 vacuum hoses, and what a difference. Without a vacuum leak, the car is back to running right. It's something I should have done a while ago, and I wouldn't have had to pay a towing charge.
Vacuum leaks are the bane of old engines, and a few dollars worth of hose can make all the difference.