After many hours of brainstorming, ball busting, knuckle busting, replacing the ignitor with a donor from Hyena to no avail and general headscratching all around they decided they would try to get it running on the cold start enough that he would have steering and brakes and it could be dragged it to the springs.
It was then they realized they did not have any fuel coming through either. After cracking up thinking it might just be out of gas, it was determined it had to be the fuel pump as well as the ignitor.
Our intrepid travelers were about to hook up and dead stick drag the runner to the springs through miles of the most difficult section of the trail when in walks the man of the hour and voice of reason, stage left.
But not soon enough for wermz spankin new snatch strap to be spared it's initiation to the dirt.
