'High as a kite'
High guys...
I think I am now slowly beginning to return to my senses, and so will try typing this update. If any of you saw on the newspaper headlines 'Elderly man, presumed solvent abuser, found dead in freezing London garage!!!', don't worry, it wasn't me!
Firstly, I should reply to Stevehose comment on keys, from my thread entitled 'Ignition key' which I had misposted on the Projects and Restorations Forum, and is now continued here.
Stevehose... Thanks but no thanks. After careful consideration I decided not to follow up your suggestion. Some may call me naive, or even gullible, and I would, on occasion tend to agree, but knowing that a competent locksmith (Stuart at Keys for Classics for example), no affiliation, can produce a working key from a photo, I thought this could be trouble, if an auto thief were to ever happen upon it. With a little research they could identify my vehicle, making it even more vulnerable, and if this 'rare and sought after coupe'
was then stolen, the insurance company might hold me responsible, for posting 'without due care and attention'... I rest my case!
Besides, there is no need for me to post a photo of my new ignition/drivers door key, since I have in my possession an original BMW Owners 2800cs handbook, which I had discovered inside the glove compartment, (no lock). This booklet clearly shows, in pictures, the differences between the master and valet keys, explains which locks each of them operate, and why there is a need for two keys. On comparing my new key with these pictures, I have determined that mine is the master key, and if this is true, then some of the locks must have, at sometime in the past, been replaced.
Damianh...thanks for your 'creative solutions', especially the 'lit cigarette in mouth', warning; but this should also include 'and don't breath the fumes'!!! Once ones arm is pushed fully though the fuel filler flap hole, ones nose is almost touching the fuel tank inlet spout. After spending some time in this position, fruitlessly poking and prodding away with lengths of wire, the assault on the nostrils of 30 year old petrol became overwhelming. The 'high' was something else, and is not be recommended to anyone, even the hardest of solvent abusers, unless under strict medical supervision from their doctor. I am left wondering 'how many of the precious few brain cells that I have left did I massacre with that sortie?
It's amazing what can be discovered through the fuel filler flap...
I have tried to attach some photos taken from inside the boot/trunk, showing the condition of the vinyl surround, before I destroy it. You may also notice that the toolbox appears to be missing, some chrome strips, which could be from the sill/rocker cover and door tread, and an old cardboard box containing four old but unused brake shoes.
...more on this later... if you are interested.
Kind regards
Gor