Managed to get over four lanes without killing me or the car.....got to the breakdown lane and after about ten minutes of fumbling, found the yellow spade connector on the solenoid had fallen off. It seems that lead supplies power to both the sparking power and starter....woof, got on the road.
Met another lister (Gint and Mike De Vries) for dinner and saw a few others that I had not seen since last Dunk's.....
Next morning....what a clusterwhump

The 356 board asked for volunteers and would get us in for helping out prior to the mad rush between 6:30 and 8:00. So....like a good little lemming, I fire up Blondie and head over next door. They wouldn't let ya park over the night before like in past years BTW.....
Get to the entrance....no way...can't come in, gotta park in line next door next to the BofA.....rather burn one down than be next to one...another story.....
Anyhow, I'm second in line....then the rush gets on.....the proctors, send "most" of the early entrants to the staging areas....then all off a sudden the angry buzz of dinky four bangers are heard......
THE 912 CLUB HAS ARRIVED.....WEeeeeeeEEEEELLLLL ain't that SPECIAL.....seems they get as a "pre registered group".......wowowwwowoowo, there were some pi$$ed off campers waiting in line for next hour....
Anyhow......I blew off my volunteer thingy as they did not honor their commitment to the volunteers and just sat on my butt and sold some stuff and bought some stuff....actually came home with more money in my pocket than I had when I arrived.
Even if there is another Dunk's next year....don't think I'm gonna attend.

Even Blondie got out of the sun and got some shade.....


I don't think the next Dunk's will be worth attending....if there is another one. I spoke with Mrs. Dunkel and she confirmed that they are downsizing and moving.