Re "goin' bassakwards:"

When Yuma sent me to Flagstaff to run some "high altitude tests" they warned me that the admin vehicles (GI grade International Scouts, early '60s models) wouldn't run worth $#@%! (exact quote) "at altitude."

Sure enough, the first time I pointed one up an off-road slope the engine started missing. After I finally reached a spot flat enough to turn around, out of curiosity I turned it around an backed it onto the next slope and the thing went up like a scared 'coon on a tree with a pack 'a hounds on his tail.

If the nose went up, the engine died, because the float bowl was on the front of the carb and spilled gas down the intake and flooded it. As long as the other end was up, it ran just fine.

I did get back to Yuma a month later with a purple bruise that ran up the arm from elbow to armpit and back down my side almost to waist level, from leanin' out the window to see what I was backing over most of the time I was on the hill, but didn't have a bit of trouble with my Scout "not running at altitude."

Our photographer managed to burn out a clutch on his Scout when he got stuck and flipped on the four wheel drive, but forgot to engage the front axle hubs; and we broke an axle (which only left 7 to run on) on the truck we were testing, but it was sort of a fun trip (except for the headaches from "doing physical labor" at 11,000' MSL when acclimated to Yuma at near zero elev.)

John