Interesting day...
It was a nice, sunny day and I thought I'd drive the MG to work. I got in, noted about 1/4 tank of gas, and thought "I should get gas when I get to work, or at least before I come home."
In any case, I'm out for my short freeway jaunt to work and the car starts losing power. I could see it losing power, so I managed to coast to a safe pull-off. I started the car again, and it fired right up and I drove it down a ramp. It died at the end again, so while a traffic control officer blocked traffic and a good Samaritan helped me push, I got it out of the way and concluded that I must have run out of gas. That same good Samaritan came back 5 minutes later with a gallon of gas. The car started right up and I took off again.
I coasted into a gas station near work, but the pump clicked off at 8.3 gallons...or in other words well under the 12 imperial gallons the tank supposedly holds(I nearly filled three 5 gallon cans when I drained the tank last month). So, something wasn't adding up. As I'm trying to park, I actually ended up having to start the car on ether to get it into the lot.
So, when I had a chance, I went out and went to work. Since I suspected a gas flow issue, I ran the gas line into a glass bottle and noticed that it was abnormally slow-even when I bypassed the filter(which looked bad).
I decided that I was just going to have to bite the bullet and change the fuel pump there in the parking lot at work...there again all in a day of British car ownership. I still haven't implemented the "hot swap" system I'd planned for a while. I THOUGHT I could do it without jacking the car(even though it's a lot easier to get at the pump with the right rear wheel off), so pulled the supply side line and clamped it. As I did that, a big wad of brown goo-for lack of a better word-came flowing out of both the fuel line and the pump. I then unclamped the line for just a few seconds, and more of this brown goo came out before nice, clear gas flowed out onto the parking lot(please don't tell the environmentalists!
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I did have a couple of towels down). Realizing that I was going to have to give in and pull the wheel, I went ahead and reconnected the fuel line to the pump. Just for the heck of it, I thought I'd check the fuel flow again, and sure enough when I flipped the key fuel came out just like it should have. I buttoned it all up, cleaned up my mess as best as I could, and then managed to drive the car home on the interstate so that I could swap cars(I didn't want to chance driving an iffy car home at 4:00 in the afternoon).
Before I drive it again, I'm going to pull the fuel pump on there now and probably pull it apart to clean and inspect the diaphragms.
I still have carburetor issues, but my spares have some problems also. I ordered some parts for them today, and am also taking the time to clean them up a bit. Hopefully I'll get those on next week also(with highs in the 50s toward the end of next week, I need a working choke).
That's all in a day of British car ownership, though.