Thirty-two years ago my start in the engine business was as chief pilot test flying, delivering engines, airplanes and customers. Since that was in the sun-drenched wonderland of eastern Long Island at Mattituck, N.Y., I needed a rainy/snowy day job in the shop where I could fill my time between flights and storms. Assignment to the accessory shop was the answer and magnetos became my game.
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