Frostbite

Those of you who went on last years Bugtour, might remember the icecold flyer. Well we went trough this for real. We slept in Denmark, just after crossing both toll-bridges, on the parking lot where we had slept on earlier trips. You have to keep with tradition. It was freezing and we slept in our sleeping bags in the car, Jelle on the backseat and me in front. By dawn our toes were black with frostbite.
But first we had to get there, after we left the bikers home base, the car started running worse and worse every km we did. By the time we reached Malmö, some 300 km down the beautifull road the car had hickups all the time, and by then it was also pitch dark and people kept pulling their light horns, so we decided to stop and check what was wrong. As we pulled over the car died immediately. The lights were weak but existant, but when we checked ignition, it appeared that the brand new distributor cap was at fault, the sparks had to arc a 1 cm gap between the rotor and cap. So this cold well be our problem then. We pushed the car into action and of we went wit a lot of shuddering, but we did the next 200 km, knowing at least we weren't slowly killing he engine.