I did that once in the jungle much to my passenger's amazement. He was a
Japanese Colonel in the US Army. His father was fishing in Pearl Harbor
when they dropped the bombs. We were out hunting orchids in the 122 wagon,
about 25 miles from civilization.
Actually I did that in "Righteous", the white 164 that I stored in Charleston,
SC when I lived in Panama. We were out in the middle of Rocky Mountain National
Park about 25 miles out of Estes Park and had just tanked up with gas
contaminated with grain alcohol, which washed a bunch of brown gorpy stuff.
Wife, 2 daughters, son-in-law Andy and 2 grandkids in the car when it quit.
Andy and I diagnosed and fixed the problem beside the road, getting about a
handful of stuff out of it. Problem didn't recur in that car.

I think there is enough stuff in the yellow peril's tank that we have no
choice, carbs or not. Filters seem to hold more than ½cupful and to plug
one in less than an hour.... Can't afford much of that!
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George Downs, Bartlesville, Oklahoma, Central US