Update. When leaving Carthage, MO. yesterday and with the wagon running rough again, I called Ryno here on the HAMB who had called the night before offereding his assistance. It was time to take him up on it. Seems, as luck would have it, he was in Carthage at the time at the Wal-Mart so it was easy to hook up with him. I followed him back to Joplin to his shop where we could maybe figure out what was going on. In the mean time, Ryno had called his friend Mike, who was the "Ford man" in his circle of friends, to meet us at his shop. Within minutes after we got to Ryno's shop, Mike, and his friend Ralph showed up. I think Ralph was there just for moral support. Mike pointed out a couple of things that needed attention but that they wouldn't really affect how I claimed that the car was running. We then jumped in the car for a test drive. Wouldn't you know it but the wagon cleaned up her act for Mike. I asked him if he could drive me to Indy since the wagon ran good for him but not for me! You could tell the thought appealed to him but he had to decline. Mike considered maybe the problem was too low of gas pressure to the carb with the new fuel pump, so Ryno threw a spare fuel pressure guage on it with the instructions to check the pressure the next time the wagon started acting up. After that was done, thank yous were exchanged and I was once again back on Route 66. Not too long after leaving Ryno's place, it started started running rough again. This time it felt like I had a plug not firing. When I got back to Carthage I whipped in a Napa store and bought a cheap set of plug wires just to see if that made a difference. It didn't really. So, I trudged on, still playing on the Route, with the plan that once I got to Springfield, MO. I'd just find me a shop and let them do a diag on it. And that's where I stand now. They still have the wagon. Last report is they found two fouled out plugs but the parts store sent the wrong set of plug wires. Once those are on, then we'll see where I stand. But, unfortunitely, at this point, it looks like I am going to have to scratch my plans to make the Rumble. I was hoping to have been there on Thursday and here the main show is Saturday and I'm still a good day away without a car. But, on the bright side, I was able to spend the night at the Rail Haven Motel last night which is a historical Route 66 icon in itself. So, it's all good. I'm not down in the dumps yet! Besides, this down time has allowed me to upload pics of the trip that I took on day two. Actually, I can claim that each day of the trip has introduced me to a new angel whether it be Phillip in Tulsa who volunteered to meet me at the motel late at night to drop the gas tank to look for trash, to Marvin the wrecker driver in Galena who went out of his way to get me and the wagon to a motel, to Mitch who I met at Auto Zone in Joplin who came and picked up the stranded wagon & me and helped to determine it was the fuel pump going bad, to Ryno & Mike yesterday to tried to firgure out what the problem was in order to make things smoother for me, to Curtis at Daytona's Automotive here in Springfield who offered to lock up the wagon in his shop so they could start on it first thing this morning and then ran me down the street to the motel, baggage and all. Talk about feeling blessed, I do!