At 05:24 PM 3/29/97 +0000, you wrote:
Brake booster?
>The speedo wasn't the only problem during that trip. Sometime after dark,
>another truly horrendous and expensive-sounding noise began emanating from
under
>the hood. The noise was intermittent and I began to notice a pattern. It
>sounded like something binding. It was loud enough to hear with the top
down at
>freeway speeds. The noise was intermittent and I began to notice a pattern: I
>could eliminate the noise by accelerating. The noise most often produced while
>going downhill, but depressing the throttle usually abated the sound
>temporarily. The car continued to otherwise perform fine. And so it was that
>we continued State Line, Nevada, where we spent the night.
>
>I did not play poker. I had visions of expensive repair work ahead, and began
>looking in the yellow pages of Las Vegas for help. Lots of it available there!
>I made no calls that night, and went to bed sadly resolved that I really must
>cease to rely on the Tiger for longer trips.
>
>The next morning dawned sunny despite the personal clouds over my head. We
>packed up the car and drove across the street for gas. The racket was already
>evident.
>
>Not much to go on, but can you guess what the problem was? Tip: I fixed it
>myself, in the shade of a parked semi, before we left State Line.
>
>Eddy
>
>
Doug Pruitt
Frederick, Maryland
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