How'd it go today?

Depending on how hard it is to do, you can pull the injectors and service them, or even replace them. On the 7.3 i had the o rings would get eaten out by the bio, so over time oil would literally work its way into the cylinders. So new o rings and it was a new truck. If the injector cups are dirty, you can full on soak them and get them clean again, so they atomize the spray well. I've heard of the sea foam trick, the version i heard was to drain the fuel filter/ water separator, and full completely with sea foam. Then you start up, let it idle long enough to fill the injectors, then shut it off. You come back the next day or so, fire it up, then go drive the piss out of it for an hour or so. Apparently it will blow all sorts of shit out the tailpipe, a consideration if you have anything at all for a muffler or cat. That's why pulling the injectors would be my go to, because I'm sure you have that kind of stuff. That way you could literally set up a pop tester (you can make them) and see what they are doing first hand as far as if they are in spec and are spraying well. I went so far as to shimming my injectors on the 7.3, which is considered the redneck rebuild on them. Worked like a charm.

Another thing that old beast really liked was a product called archoil. It was a molyendium oil additive, and it really really made her run better. It isn't exactly cheap, but it helped the injectors big time by lowering stiction. Something to buy you some time.
 
Well I must be getting old I suppose. Tonight after working noon to midnight I hit up the local rotten ronnies(McDonald's) for a rat burger. Had a light lunch and couldn't resist. Pretty busy for 12:30 on a Sunday(Monday I guess?). Anyways I'm third in line and before to long another car pulls in behind. I hear some bass thumping so i glance in my mirror. next thing I hear some obscenities. It was a killer loud stereo, I could feel it in my truck ahead of them, amazing bass. Loud. I thought the obscenities were part of the music until I see this young fella jump outta the car and start yelling he's gonna kick my ass. He's right beside his car mind you and not advancing on me. Starts yelling at me to get out of my truck as he's slipping on brass knuckles. No shit, brass knuckles. I holler back I'm an old man just trying to snag a grease wheel after a long shift and have no idea what he's on about. He says I looked at him and now he's gonna , beat me, kill me, get revenge on me, etc, etc, etc. Just vibing he was. Still not advancing on my truck though and I'm thinking why the frig would I get out and mix it up with someone wearing brass knuckles over nothing?

By this point I've got one hand on my big ass mag lite and the other ready to shift the truck. I'm boxed in at this point but these 'gangsters' (there were two of them in the car) are driving a Ford friggin' escort. Anywho he keeps hurtling obscenities at me and threatening my life and is in and out of his car three times by the time I get up to the window. The guy working the window is like wtf is going on and I'm telling him your guess is as good as mine man. So now I've got a clear exit and let me tell you did I have to fight the urge not to back right onto that little car. But instead I remained calm, called the cops on the young fucker. I'm not much for dropping the dime, but I wasn't about to go toe to toe with some knuckled up high on drug idiot over nothing and wasn't feeling like letting it lie. And wasn't feeling like getting myself in trouble. Gave the popo their description and plate number and frigged off. I think I'll call tomorrow to find out what's up.

Bizarro scene. Having a tough time chilling to get to bed. Feel kinda weird to call the cops on someone. But I'm proud of myself for not dropping it in reverse and totalling that car. If that guy ran up on me while boxed in that was going to be my go to. Anyways, always helps to vent. Really weird scene, brass knuckles plain as day and just vibing, high as a kite.

So my conclusion is I must be getting old. Twenty years ago I'd have been outta that truck instantly and only seeing red. Who knows without the knuckles I might have made a move even tonight. Lol. Little did that kinda stocky but short and not really very big dude know. But his weapons might have saved his ass, from a little more action than he was really looking for. Im really just to old to fight over nothing anymore, espescially at the end of a 12hr shift.
 
Strange incident, still, you did the right thing.

I was stopped by the Gilet Jaunes on Saturday they told me to go a certain way, I get pissed off by anyone other than a copper ordering me about so I just did a couple of swerves and bypassed the road block.

I’m not taking orders from bloody communists.
 
Good call, Justin. Freak dude that's wasting Air at this point... Not worth the trouble but hopefully someone will kick his ass somewhere.
 
Imagine the mess he'd make, wringing his hands around his brass knuckles, to see Jimbo step out, then, the tomahawk step out. I'd poop my shorts.


Smartest move of the day, always someone tougher, with more weapons or friends.

You went home to your wife and kids, maybe he did, too. Maybe he didn't. I'm guessing he didn't.
 
Didn't help I was exhausted after yesterday's shift we had some plug ups and issues in the dryers and I made a Herculean effort to get things cleaned out and going a number of times. Despite having poor numbers I was in a very good mood and feeling quite good about myself as I'd gotten some compliments for my performance from a fellow who's been a bit of a tough nut to crack on my shift.

The whole thing still seems so bizarre to me. I just remember thinking why would I want to even bother/risk it over nothing? Oh well. Having my morning coffee and then I do think I'm going to follow up with the rcmp. Just curious really. I'll update if I hear anything worthwhile. It does have me thinking about upping my vehicular arsenal. It was really weird I didn't feel scared at all, I was just like Butch would say, 'all derped out'. I was ready for the action to ensue if he rushed my truck and my go to wasn't to go toe to toe through my truck window with a maglite vs brass knuckles. But it was to reverse into that car with intent. I never flashed my back up lights but I did engage the 4wheel. I always have loved monster trucks! Woulda been a dream come true to crush a car.

On a good note I made the decision this last week to enroll in level 3 industrial/occupational first aid and have reserved a spot in January for the two week course. Straight days so I'll still work my weekends and take the schooling. Talking to a supervise last night to make sure there'll be no issue with me not working any extra days for those two weeks and find out that if I pass the course the mill will kick me back my tuition and in the new contract first aid bumps up from .83c an hour extra to a even buck. Hope I pass it's pretty intensive 80hrs of instruction/testing.
 
Derp doesn't quite mean fearless.

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Yah that's exactly how I was feeling. Like wtf is going on here?

The conversation with the police lady on the phone was kind of funny. Her, 'don't get out and engage them'. Me, 'if I'd planned to do that I wouldn't be on the phone with you.' Lol.




Good idea to have such training in a work environment like that.


Hope you do well with it.

Thanks Jim. I'll have to step up if it hits the fan of course. Made me think of some of the members here that regularly take on that burden. I have big respect for people like yourself.
 
The reefer madness had hold of them! And maybe those were mini bible knuckles, not brass knuckles. Lol.

Id say early twenties the both of them and they're probably on to each other about what a puss I was for not getting out. Two young guys one with brass knuckles and the other sitting in a tinted out car with the bass pumping. At 12:30am. Do they think I'm stupid or something? Sounds like a fair engagement to me right? Like I say if they made their move smash up derby was about to ensue. And I have a feeling my 95 f350 was going to come out on top. Literally. I am glad nothing happened. But I do kind of hope they maybe spent the night in jail. If they got pulled over last night there's no way they weren't getting busted. For the knuckles, drugs, maybe dui.
 
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