55 Minutes Shy . . .
Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:18 am
. . . of breaking the Itinerant Air-Cooled record for stunning my hapless customer with a marathon of overwhelming wrenching late into the early morning hours.
Matterafact, just five hours ago we were still working.
Fuel injection switch-overs can be rendered intricate if the prior owner has removed the vehicle-side harness to the double relay, but more importantly, when you have to modify the CARBURETED AIR INJECTION TUBE to be come your NEW CYLINDER HEAD TEMP SENSOR mounting hole with just a drill and a SAE tap and a dab of JB Weld, well guess what? You'll be working at 3:00AM, won'tcha? you betcha. Oh, and FI fuel pump mounting, yaah? Was that not fun?
What was the other crazy thing, Belle Plaine? I cannot even remember.
Poor guy is still in the middle of the transplant surgery, but the doctor here had to go play golf. He Shall Prevail! He has great verbal little kids, (his five year-old son felt free to wade into our political discussion with "let me tell you what I think" about Congressional vulnerability to lobbyist money- "I think they want the money", a hospitable spouse who kept us fed (thank-you!), and a seasoned car-companion hund named Jack, friendly neighbors . . . I just remembered the other crazy thing, having to DRILL out the AFM wiper track from the sticky AFM to the other AFM, then that evil EGR pipe with the recalcitrant slippery little bolt that fought us tooth and nail at 2:55AM.
So this is the annual Missoula traverse, and I swore I would not rush it but here I am running 6 hours late. I drove from 3:05AM to 5:00AM, crashed in the parking lot at this Starbucks, awoke refreshed and raring to go (not) at 6:30AM, and now must scram to at least Bismarck North Dakota where damaging winds and heavy rain is forecast. How can you not love a job that beats the living hell out of you for 18 hours, and yet you and your customer-who-has-slogged-every-second-of-it-with-you are coherent enough to share that it was all well worth it.
Most Excellent meeting you, Bell Plaine!
Matterafact, just five hours ago we were still working.
Fuel injection switch-overs can be rendered intricate if the prior owner has removed the vehicle-side harness to the double relay, but more importantly, when you have to modify the CARBURETED AIR INJECTION TUBE to be come your NEW CYLINDER HEAD TEMP SENSOR mounting hole with just a drill and a SAE tap and a dab of JB Weld, well guess what? You'll be working at 3:00AM, won'tcha? you betcha. Oh, and FI fuel pump mounting, yaah? Was that not fun?
What was the other crazy thing, Belle Plaine? I cannot even remember.
Poor guy is still in the middle of the transplant surgery, but the doctor here had to go play golf. He Shall Prevail! He has great verbal little kids, (his five year-old son felt free to wade into our political discussion with "let me tell you what I think" about Congressional vulnerability to lobbyist money- "I think they want the money", a hospitable spouse who kept us fed (thank-you!), and a seasoned car-companion hund named Jack, friendly neighbors . . . I just remembered the other crazy thing, having to DRILL out the AFM wiper track from the sticky AFM to the other AFM, then that evil EGR pipe with the recalcitrant slippery little bolt that fought us tooth and nail at 2:55AM.
So this is the annual Missoula traverse, and I swore I would not rush it but here I am running 6 hours late. I drove from 3:05AM to 5:00AM, crashed in the parking lot at this Starbucks, awoke refreshed and raring to go (not) at 6:30AM, and now must scram to at least Bismarck North Dakota where damaging winds and heavy rain is forecast. How can you not love a job that beats the living hell out of you for 18 hours, and yet you and your customer-who-has-slogged-every-second-of-it-with-you are coherent enough to share that it was all well worth it.
Most Excellent meeting you, Bell Plaine!
