It's been a long road. On October 17th, 2004, an 84' F-350 2WD Diesel crushed by a tree came to the Moose Valley. On Easter Sunday, 2005, A 1987 Bronco left the public roads and took up residence in my driveway. On October 16, 2005, nearly a year to the day it arrived, the engine from the 84' went into the 87'. Now, today, 3 months later, 12 days shy of 1 year and 3 months, the 84' 6.9 powered the Bronco, which hadn't been on the road for 8 months, 22 miles to the conienence store, under the cover of darkness for enough fuel to make it to the inspection station tomorrow morning.
It's a truck again folks!
Nervous doesn't describe it. I wouldn't say I had butterflies in my stomach or anything, but a great uneasyness which I think was brought about mostly by that insanely loud exhaust that I have at the moment. That and the fact that I had 5 gallons in the tank, an unknown quantity of which had been consumed idling and experimenting. The gauge was a hair's thickness above E. I meant to put more in, but had forgotten to take the can and get some, but determined I was to make the run, I informed the wife that I was going out on a limb, took the cell phone and off I went. IT'S PERFECT. Except for a couple minor things. Cruise doesn't work. Not sure why. And one minor detail. I got to the diesel pump and went to put the nozzle in. Ahha. You guessed it. Guess what I forgot completely about? Darn 5 gallon jug nozzle fits in there just fine. I was getting no where fast. That damn little flapper thing was like a cork in a bottle. And so much a fan of murphy I am, that I took not a single tool with me. I managed to get my finger in there, and bend the flap enough that it wouldn't return to it's fully closed state anymore, and I nursed $30 worth into her, which gave me about 3/8 of a tank. Plenty for now. Any advice on a quick way around this problem? I've never modded any of my filler necks. On the way home, now with the certanty of a constant fuel supply, I put my foot into it some. My golly, I don't know how you streight pipe guys get used to this. I feel like I'm wearing a sign on my back that says kick me. Does sound hellashisly cool, but just a little to large a footprint on the radar screen if you ask me. I suppose I'm stuck with it for a while, until I figure out what I want to do with it.
It's a truck again folks!
Nervous doesn't describe it. I wouldn't say I had butterflies in my stomach or anything, but a great uneasyness which I think was brought about mostly by that insanely loud exhaust that I have at the moment. That and the fact that I had 5 gallons in the tank, an unknown quantity of which had been consumed idling and experimenting. The gauge was a hair's thickness above E. I meant to put more in, but had forgotten to take the can and get some, but determined I was to make the run, I informed the wife that I was going out on a limb, took the cell phone and off I went. IT'S PERFECT. Except for a couple minor things. Cruise doesn't work. Not sure why. And one minor detail. I got to the diesel pump and went to put the nozzle in. Ahha. You guessed it. Guess what I forgot completely about? Darn 5 gallon jug nozzle fits in there just fine. I was getting no where fast. That damn little flapper thing was like a cork in a bottle. And so much a fan of murphy I am, that I took not a single tool with me. I managed to get my finger in there, and bend the flap enough that it wouldn't return to it's fully closed state anymore, and I nursed $30 worth into her, which gave me about 3/8 of a tank. Plenty for now. Any advice on a quick way around this problem? I've never modded any of my filler necks. On the way home, now with the certanty of a constant fuel supply, I put my foot into it some. My golly, I don't know how you streight pipe guys get used to this. I feel like I'm wearing a sign on my back that says kick me. Does sound hellashisly cool, but just a little to large a footprint on the radar screen if you ask me. I suppose I'm stuck with it for a while, until I figure out what I want to do with it.