Pressed the red start button on my Electroair ignition system, and all the usual things happened: The starter engaged, two blades turned, and the spark lit off those garbage pail-sized Superior cylinders in my Conti 550. I released the starter button, but something was off. I could just barely hear and feel something besides the pistons firing—the starter was still spinning.
Let’s go back a bit. I last flew on December 13—a day trip to East Hampton to meet a TV writer. I left for Israel a few days later, where I spent a month researching my last Leading Edge column. When I returned, I had only a couple of days between my next trip to Miami to race my Kramer motorcycle at Miami-Homestead Speedway.
