Jack Meoff
Mopar Maniac
Piss Me Off Edition
Well today's plan was to go get the Volare out of it's winter slumber, drive it to work tomorrow and then bring it to my friends garage to give it a bumper to bumper once over.
If the wife is going to use this as her daily I want to make sure everything is solid and worry free for her...
So....I take off the cover, pop the hood, connect the battery, pour some oil in to lube the top end, pump the peddle a few times and crank it......she cranks a few times and I wait....gotta get gas to the carb.....crank it again and she fires up like a champ.
Immediately evens out and is purring like a kitten.
Then.....I smell gas.
I get out to see what's going on and it's raining gas
I can see it absolutely pouring out underneath.
So I immediately shut it off before I set not only the Plymouth on fire but also an entire garage full of classic cars.
Without a descent flashlight I can't really see jack but I suspect it's the crappy rubber lines going in and out of the fuel filter.
Conveniently eaten by the ethanol laden gas the previous owner used to feed it.....they will be replaced Wednesday or Thursday when I have time.......
Piss me off.....this was supposed to be a fun day.....
Pandora's Plymouth strikes again.....
Well today's plan was to go get the Volare out of it's winter slumber, drive it to work tomorrow and then bring it to my friends garage to give it a bumper to bumper once over.
If the wife is going to use this as her daily I want to make sure everything is solid and worry free for her...
So....I take off the cover, pop the hood, connect the battery, pour some oil in to lube the top end, pump the peddle a few times and crank it......she cranks a few times and I wait....gotta get gas to the carb.....crank it again and she fires up like a champ.
Immediately evens out and is purring like a kitten.
Then.....I smell gas.
I get out to see what's going on and it's raining gas
I can see it absolutely pouring out underneath.
So I immediately shut it off before I set not only the Plymouth on fire but also an entire garage full of classic cars.
Without a descent flashlight I can't really see jack but I suspect it's the crappy rubber lines going in and out of the fuel filter.
Conveniently eaten by the ethanol laden gas the previous owner used to feed it.....they will be replaced Wednesday or Thursday when I have time.......
Piss me off.....this was supposed to be a fun day.....
Pandora's Plymouth strikes again.....