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Originally Posted by PenisFace
So an old fuel line finally kicked the bucket on my car, and I just finished fixing it. At first, the smell of sweet, sweet 94 octane is seductive and makes me want to drive it like I stole it. Then, about 20 minutes and a new fuel line + clamps later, I think I'm going to pass out 
Anyone else work on their own car? What antics have you found yourself getting into? How many battle scars or missing knuckles do you have? Have you lost at least 600 million brain cells in the last week? If you answer no to that question, you aren't a car guy.
PS: Bonus points if you have cried from frusteration while attempting to get a rusted bolt out.  |
My mechanic-ing days are long behind me thankfully. I once dropped the starter from a 2 1/2 ton Army truck right on my forehead. Was unconscious down in the pit for at least a half hour I think...