After a half tank of gas the fuel pump was getting VERY hot, causing the fuel pressure to bounce around, and ultimately may have contributed to our coughing surging and conking out on the track. So we put it in time out, in the MG old battery box (one of them anyway - the MG had two 6 volt batteries under the torture device known as the "back seat"), nice and low. Turns out the DPO (Dreaded Previous Owner) mounted the Holley Red Fuel Pump above the fuel tank - a definite no-no, as Holley does not suck and needs to be gravity fed for proper operation. File that one under DUH.
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