Another treasure we spotted in our archives that have been previously lost. We were working on the 57 when my husband asked me to try and get it started. Little did he know that I, sometimes, get carried away with my foot and end up flooding the engine. As I smoke my cigarette and crank the car, I pump and pump until it tries starting, and after realizing that it is flooded I hold it to the floor, but that's not helping either.