I once had a rather tatty Morris J van that I used as support vehicle for our motorcycle club. The engine was under a cover between the driver and the passenger seats. On the way from Sydney to the Bathurst races I had a fuel problem and it kept cutting out on the hills due to fuel starvation. Did half the trip with one of the girls holding a 4 gallon drum of petrol sitting on top of the engine cover and a plastic tube siphoning fuel to the carburettor.
Once at Bathurst I re-fitted the tube from the tank to the fuel pump. Before the race weekend the Mount Panorama track was open at times as a one way road for traffic to access the camping areas at the top of the "mountain". To be sure of getting up I decided to go in reverse, from memory a distance of about 1 km.
I still remember the look on the face of the cop, who was stationed on the inside of the hairpin bend, as he turned his whole body to watch me go past.
The problem turned out to be an exhaust leak and the hot gas was causing vaporisation in the fuel line. Once fixed the trip home was uneventful, but for some reason two of the three girls I had taken up decided to return on the back of motorbikes
