I hate cars. I ripped my TSR 1.9 out at the weekend (a mate wants it for is cab) flung my 1.6 back together, turned over ok...ish on the engine stand, chucked it into the car, was really pround of the job, very tidy for a tempory engine, keyed it over, just as she caught, the ba*tard locked. Gotta rip the sump off tomorrow night after work to see what the damage is, hopefully nowt, hopefully a school boy error, else I will be loosing my cool and flinging my toys outa the pram big stylee , I am going down to the west country this weekend and really don't wanna take my J reg Kia Pride (1.3 LX model )
Just thought I'd share my problem, I hate cars, you spen phuqing hours re-building something, trying to get it right and you make a tiny error and the bast*rd doesn't wanna play?
yours crying with near anger
------------------------------------------later that week-------------------------------------------
Pulled the bottom end off, found that some muppet (me) had put the #2 big end cap on the wrong way around.
Spent about 4 hours with a tiny file and stone cleaning her up.
Put it back together, coolant flange on the front of the head develops a leak, turns out to have a hair line crack in it. PHUQING cars.
Get it sorted (posh metal glue)
Drive to the shops, leave lights on, smile at nice lady who gives me a jump start, drive to petrol station, fatherless son starts, alternator not charging, turn her off, check connections, ok, start again, but it won't, have to push start accross Sainsburys petrol forecourt on my own (hairy) some old guy honks at me and tells me to get out of the way, I suggest in the polite calm mood that I am now in that he complys with a famous Anglo Saxon saying involving sex and travel.
Get it running, decide that I will go to Cornwall (after all the boot is fully loaded), new piston rings, so nice and gently up to the rev limiter in first second and third getting on to the motorway. Alternator stops charging at Bristol when I re-fuel, get another Jump start. Bloke says 'how good it is to see these old cars still running'... if only he knew!!!
Half way down the A30, running on side lights, no heater or radio the alternator packs up, not enough power to power the gauges (first thought, 'it must be bloody cold, temp gauge is dropping, woah it's using loadsa fuel) followed by missing (electric fuel pump). It is now dark, a lorry indicates to pull out of a lay-by, I flash him out (forggeting the lack of power) the fatherless son shuts down, immobliser cuts in, alarm goes off and I gently roll past said lorry with no lights, hazards flashing and siren slowly dieing.
Then a loud bang, she fires back into life with a whooping 10volts on the display, and I drove all the way there on sidelights only and no other problems.
My mate down there very kindly lent me the alternator from a loan car, fitted it and hey presto, 14 volts, test drive seemed a little limited, by the rev limiter, so we removed it, now does a true 60 in second and has given it another 8 mph on the top end. Un-kind I know, but I was beyond caring by then.
Journey home was great. (nothing stoped working/fell off)
Gotta love the MK1
