And here I thought I was behind the times as a Neanderthal mechanic...LOL A mid size compressor was the first purchase when I had my previous shop built to park my Pete at home.

You were better off getting all the coolant in 1 container anyway. I did the jug by jug the first time and the system loses a little vacuum with each change and I was left with some coolant to add after a full run cycle.

Took the old monster out for a cars and coffee and she ran great. No leaks or drips. It's hard to believe I've officially had this car for over half my lifetime now: 31 years! (Try to do that algebraic computation!)

It was well-received. There were three other early Vipers there, a red 1993, a green 1994, and a red, Gen 2 1996. I had to laugh when I was talking to the various owners and they all said how they always had a poster of the Gen 1 Viper on their walls when they were kids and wanted a real one when they grew up!

Boy do I feel old! The car feels old too but enjoys the exercise.

Best be careful. Fatal crash here in WI Saturday, road conditions not a factor.

Finally got the A/C recharged yesterday afternoon. My buddy came over with his vacuum pump and gauges and we got it done in a half hour or so. Nothing like having A/C in a car without windows and a vent system that only exits via three tiny vents in the center of the dash or the defroster. Very primitive and not exactly useful but it does function once again. Drove the old beast to crossfit this morning for the daily workout and got to park her in front of the gym owner's Porsche. The Viper is older than most of the people that work out there. (except the owner - he's in his 50's):grin:

Time for a Gen V Launch, Steve!:3gears:

Cheers
Dave

My son keeps buying those mega-millions lottery tickets. He said if he wins we are buying a Gen V Viper. We shall see! (It was nice that he said "we" and not he. So I guess that means I have to chip in for the purchase price?) :grin:

More entertaining times: Last Friday I drove the Viper to crossfit and when the workout was over, I looked down at my keys and thought that someone had dropped a bracelet. Nope. It was a baby Corn Snake! So I rescued it and then got a family reunion photo and let it go in the woods.

I drive home and a little while later I hear the dogs barking. I then rescued an adult Corn Snake from the onslaught of the canine armada. Got a reunion photo with that one too!

Three hours later, the dogs are barking from the opposite end of the yard...here we go again! Another Corn Snake (or the same one came back from the woods after I relocated it)

Looked like a copperhead at first.