Folks Of Interest Master Engine Builder Ed Pink has passed away...

So I’ve got this off-topic vintage Porsche race car with a 2.5L motor and a rare-as-hell Marelli twin-plug distributor. I was chasing down this tiny, annoying bog at low RPM—nothing dramatic, just enough to make me twitch. I cracked open the distributor, and it looked like someone had built it in a dimly lit basement with a tube of epoxy and a dream. The second rotor was slapped on like an afterthought, no precision, no margin control—just chaos.

I’m not deep in the Porsche scene, so I had no clue where to begin. A buddy gave me Ed’s number. Ed Pink. I took a deep breath, gathered whatever shaky courage I had, and dialed him up.

And damned if the guy wasn’t pure kindness. Said it sounded like I had a real-deal RSR unit and told me to send over photos. I did, and he got back with everything—who to send it to, what it’d cost to diagnose, how to prep it, the works. Just handed me the playbook like it was no big deal.

Then this past summer, out of the blue, Ed called me—just to check in on my little motor and make sure I was getting along okay. Ed Pink. Checking in on me. I walked around grinning like an idiot for weeks.