In the beginning of December I was t-boned in my Ranger on my way to work. I never got collision for my insurance so the other kid's insurance company paid for the value of my Ranger. It took a while to set everything in motion because the accident happened close to Christmas and you know how crazy it gets around that time. In mid January my Ranger was towed away because it cost more to fix it than to sell it. I didn't think it would be hard to find a V6 truck with a 5-speed, but I was wrong, every friggin Ranger I found had an auto. Then fortune smiled upon me and I found a '92 S-10 with a 2.8L V6 and a 5-speed. I was feeling kind of fortunate, or so I thought. The first night I drove it to work, the starter died and I had to push start the truck to get home. When I changed the starter, I found out that at least two lugs on each wheel were stripped or really tightened down; almost like the mechanic who sold it to me put a crazy pnuematic impact on it. When all of that was done, I noticed my gas mileage was really crappy. After another day of driving it to work I noticed a strong scent of gasoline on my way back from work. The next morning I noticed a large puddle of gas under the driver's side door. I got under the truck and found that the gas tank had rotted through. So my father and I spent a few days under the truck trying to get the 17 year old lines and other fuel related crap apart. In the end I had to cut the lines apart because they were siezed onto the flare nuts. Then NAPA decided to use my situation to pay their rent and wanted $750 for a new tank, fuel pump/sending unit, straps, and filter (still had the original filter on there :evil: . I told them where to stick it and purchased the filter only. I got a mechanic across town who said he'd replace everything for half the price. I will be going over there tomorrow morning to pick up my truck (pun intended).
So far this truck has been pushing my buttons, but here's the thing; I have invested too much at this point to let it go. When the time comes, I will get my revenge. It doesn't know me. I can make the truck live a long and hard life, meanwhile torturing the crap out of it. When it thinks I'm through, I'll just throw a 6.0L LS engine in there and continue the torture. It should have been good to me. I would have treated it in a civil manner. When I am finished with my parent's vehicles, I will focus all of my attention on this truck. I had a friend who had different classes for each guy she dated. There was an A, B, and C class. The C-class were guys that in her mind, didn't treat her right, but she would hang with them until the moment was right and then she'd make them pay. This truck just became my C-class b*tch. I'll post pics when I get the truck back and cleaned up a bit.
Chickenbone
So far this truck has been pushing my buttons, but here's the thing; I have invested too much at this point to let it go. When the time comes, I will get my revenge. It doesn't know me. I can make the truck live a long and hard life, meanwhile torturing the crap out of it. When it thinks I'm through, I'll just throw a 6.0L LS engine in there and continue the torture. It should have been good to me. I would have treated it in a civil manner. When I am finished with my parent's vehicles, I will focus all of my attention on this truck. I had a friend who had different classes for each guy she dated. There was an A, B, and C class. The C-class were guys that in her mind, didn't treat her right, but she would hang with them until the moment was right and then she'd make them pay. This truck just became my C-class b*tch. I'll post pics when I get the truck back and cleaned up a bit.
Chickenbone