I’m writing this while sitting in the AutoZone in Springdale Arkansas waiting for my mother to come bring the extra keys because I locked my keys in my van.
Really really frustrating afternoon and evening, but bless my mother for coming to rescue me.
She’ll be here in 20 minutes, and i get to go back to this stupid Suburban that’s been kicking my butt. Hopefully, I’ll get it fixed tonight. So much for using this week to do finances. I still can use a lot of it, but I was expecting to need every waking moment to work on finance stuff to have any hope of getting it done before I leave.
I tried to find someone to do the job for me, but everyone was booked up, so here I’ve been, working in the rain, wet, cold…
And this job has gone from sideways to sideways.
Anyway, trying to take advantage of my time, so I’m journaling now since I’m stuck and can’t do much else.
I guess I must have been really tired today, because I slept until something like 10:00. Then I spent several hours working on finance stuff, trying to organize all my documents into folders.
I was loathing this job. I hate doing injector jobs. They take so long because i actually clean everything… unlike other places.
Anyway… Been a nightmare. I’m so glad to be leaving mechanics. It’s awful. So far from what i was built to do.
After i finally got everything done, with me cold and wet, it wouldn’t start. Flooded again. Fuel coming out the spark plug wells… again.
I was stumped until I noticed that fuel was pouring out of a vacuum like that the old rubber had busted on when disconnecting it.
So I traced it to what appears to be a bad fuel pressure regulator. The diaphragm must have blown. Never seen that before. Vacuum sucking fuel through the regulator where it’s not supposed to even be, and sucking it right into the intake manifold. Ugh.
Crazy.
Anyway, cross your fingers… not that you’ll get the chance, as i won’t publish this until I’m home and done for the night, and what is going to be will have already been by then. So… until then
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Thanks, to my wonderful mother, for the rescue with the keys.
Okie dokie. It is now 11:20, and I just finished getting this Suburban fixed. Good gravy. That. Kicked. My. Butt.
But it’s done. After putting in the new fuel pressure regulator, that solved the issue of the vacuum from the engine sucking fuel into the intake. But it still kept locking up, hydrolocking.
😶
It was even hydrolocking with the fuel pump disconnected.
😶😶😶
I did get it to briefly fire, so I figured I would pull the intake and spray brake cleaner in because I think it has a better firing temperature then gasoline and would ignite faster and get the engine going.
As I unscrewed the air intake hose, I quickly realized why there was a hydrolocking issue still: the intake manifold was completely full of gasoline. It was a little lake inside. Good
Good freaking crap.
After sucking the gas out through tubes and blotting up as much as I could, I was finally able to get it to start and stay going. It sucked in the gas that was in the intake, drying most of it all out.
Couldn’t leave the engine running very long, because there was gas mixed with the engine oil, so it wouldn’t be as good to the lubricant.
I buttoned the thing up, gave him instructions for doing an oil change, and called it good. Right now I’m getting gas at the CNG station, and then I’m headed home and off to bed.
Good crap. What a day.
I’m going to cross my fingers and hope that tomorrow is a little smoother. 🙃
Can’t wait to leave the mechanic world behind.
Love to all.
Lift the world.
~ stephen
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