This is so funny I almost started crying.
Back in December, I started having starting problems on my 47 with SBC. I was convinced it was the starter and decided to go with a mini starter. I bought one for a good price and was never able to get it bolted in to clear both my exhaust & pan and still mesh with the flywheel. This went on for a few weekends off & on. I thought the battery cable to the starter looked pretty bad too so I bought new one. Then I decided to get my battery tested at the local O'Reillys store and guess whet?
It was bad. So I bought a new high cranking amps , no maintenance battery & put the old starter back on. Everything works cool.
So it's just a word of caution. I started at the wrong end of the chain with this problem. Guess I had a 50/50 chance but it would have been cheaper & less trouble if I had started at the battery then gone down the line to the starter.

Man, I've been there and done that!!..You aren't alone.
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Duane Williams

A couple of summers ago, I had the old '37 Plymouth coupe out for a bit of runnin' around when I decided to stop in a local pizza shop for a bite. After about 1/2 hour, I come out, and there's a small group of folks around the car. Of course I get to talkin' with them, and the standard question came up: "Can we hear it run?"
Well of course, since I was leaving anyway, I had to fire it up. So, cool as ice, and with a swelled head, I get in the car, turn the key, and nothing happens; not even a peep. I try it again, and nothing. Dang battery. So one of the younger guys offers a jump from his little Toyota. Wires attached, turn the key, and still nothing. I get under the car, and start rapping on the starter and solenoid, thinking it was stuck somehow. Still nothing. Another guy suggests that I jump start from his big pick-up, since those little furrin' car batteries couldn't start a watch to ticking. So we hook up to start up, and still nothing. Very irritated now, I ask a couple of guys to help me push it out of the way. We go pushing it across the lot, and one of my buddies drives by. Stopping to see what the problem was, he drives right up next to my car and hollers, "Hey doofus, you forget the kill switch again?"

I promptly got in the car, slumped as low in the seat as I could, threw the kill switch under the seat back on, turned the key, started the car, and sped away at about 3 mph in sheer embarrassment. I had thrown the switch when I stopped at the pizzeria and didn't even realize I did it. When I left, I did turn the stereo up real loud so I couldn't hear the laughter!!!

Rayvyn

That is classic! Hey, although it obviously "sucked" at the time, if things like this never happened, nobody would ever have any good stories to tell. :)
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Rob Zakrzewski
Streetrod Stuff, Inc.

That's funny, right up there with the switch for dual tanks,god I miss my mind . I had the fuel pump off the jimmy before my wife reminded me that there was a switch on the dash for the other tank . We drove quite a ways before the conversation started again. Hey what about Teresa Brewer, Patty Page, Hank Snow, Furlin Husky ?