If you’re not in your storm shelter could I run over and just stay with you in your house? I promise I won’t be any bother.” I told her that wou...d be fine with me and that I would meet her at the back door that opens onto the carport……that being the shortest and quickest way for Lisa to get from her house to mine. Poor Lisa was apparently so frightened that she didn’t take time to put on a raincoat or even grab an umbrella, so she arrived, panting, and soaking wet. I grabbed a couple of large. I felt afraid. With nothing holding me up I was worried that I would tire and fall over. If I fell forward it would hurt very badly. Maybe the breast cones would save me from a broken face, maybe not. It would probably be safest to fall backwards, but this wasn't a much more enticing prospect. If I was lucky, I could avoid hitting my head hard when I fell.I started to cry a little, from fear and discomfort. I wished somebody would come to save me from the insane Lindsay. Her crazy tortures. I side-stepped the swing aimed at my head. This mugger must have been a beginner because his swing was overhand and not side-arm. That made the swing of the club easier to dodge, and that was a boon that was always welcome. The downward pass of the club barely missed me, as I had intended. I countered the blow by swinging my arm up to encounter the elbow of the swinging arm.There was a very satisfactory scream of pain as the elbow was hyperextended just before it broke. The mugger dropped to. "As the engine spun he realized that the points were not opening orclosing.I removed the points and the cam and sent him off to Josh to getreplacements.When Ben returned, I showed him how to re-install the parts."Take a look at these spark plugs and tell me what you see?" I asked."They're black and sooty." What does that tell you?" I'm not sure." He was tentative, but inquisitive."It should tell you that the air fuel mixture's wrong. How would you fixthat?"I'd hook it up to the gas analyzer and.