
I just started my DB2 engine, after nearly eighteen months of locating parts, machining, fiddling, replacing parts, assembling and finally installing what is a beautifull looking but complex and heavy lump of English cast iron.
The feeling as it crackled into life was well, like an automotive orgasm

Despite the fact I had stupidly installed electronic ignition at the last moment thus introducing yet one more risk of failure-and fail it did-anyone want a Crane Cams black box? I stuffed an old distributer from an Austin-Healey in and away she went!
Unfortunately, there is only minimal oil pressure

Does this constitute "Motorus Interuptus"?