It was cold, dark and windy last night when I got off of work.
I jumped in that POS Bronco, fired it up and set there for a few minutes to let it warm up.
After I saw the temp gauge come up off the bottom, I put it in gear and headed home.
The wind was just howling and it was blowing the leaves off of the trees and clear across the roads sideways. They didn’t even touch the ground until they got to the other side of the road and it was like a big stream of leaves in a few spots.
I was tired and had worked late a bit so my mind was wandering a little bit but something caught my attention and I snapped right to.
I could have sworn I had gotten a whiff of gasoline.
It was quick and I couldn’t tell if it was exhaust gas being blown back around because of the wind but I definitely smelled something.
I kept tooling along, it only takes me twenty minutes to go seven fucking miles because of the traffic lights and shit.
A couple miles down the road and I smelled it again.
Fuck me, now what? The damn thing hasn’t really given me any trouble since the last thrash session on the sonofabitch a couple of months ago so I guess it’s due for… something.
I got home, popped the hood, pulled out the little pen light I carry everywhere and started peering around to see if I can find anything out of the ordinary.
It didn’t take long either.
Right up in the front I see wetness from the intake manifold on the right side that goes all the way down the front of the engine to the distributor hold down clamp and bolt.
Looking a little closer, the very front fuel injector is all wet.
I put new O rings on all of those bastards when I had the manifold off.
I didn’t see anything else leaking so I shut the hood, came in the house and got to searching for a price on one of the sonsabitches. There ain’t nothing open around here at two in the morning anyway.
Ayep. Anywhere from 60 to way over a hundred at NAPA.
That gives me a price range I guess.
I fiddle farted around and thought why the hell not?
Just for shits and grins, I tried Amazon.
WTF is this?
I can get AN ENTIRE SET of fuel injectors for the same price they want for ONE at NAPA.
Hmm. How the hell does that work? Is there some kind of insane price mark up going on here?
Me thinks so.
Just a minute ago I called the local outfit I get parts from and they want fifty something for one also.
They do have one.
I told this guy about the deal at Amazon and he comes back with something like, but yeah you are taking a chance there if they even work, if you get a bad one then you have to go through the hassle of shipping it back.
My reply to that was, you may be right but I only need one out of the eight.
So now I’m torn.
Order from Amazon, roll the dice that they are good, which I have no reason to think they wouldn’t be, and have to wait a couple days for them to get here or go pay the same price to get one locally and be done with it. Since I only need the one, if I get a whole set then the ones I don’t need are going to get thrown out in that disaster of a garage, not to be seen again until who knows when
Fuckin’ pain in the ass.
The wind is still blowing like a sonofabitch and it’s supposed to get down to freezing around here for the rest of the week. Since this is Typhoon season around here, I need to factor in that it may be cold and windy but it ain’t currently pouring rain.
I think I’m gonna say Fuck it and go get the one.
Be done with it before it starts pouring rain again. Thank God it’s right up front and easy to get to instead of being hidden under that damn intake plenum.
I just want this damn Bronco to work without anymore issues until Winter is over.
That’s why I bought it in the first place.
Before I got finished typing this up, The Wifely Unit strolled by so I solicited her opinion.
Looks like I will be going and getting just the one.
Jeeze, I shoulda kept my mouth shut.
I made the mistake of talking to her before she had any coffee.
Yeah, it’s done already.
Half an hour start to finish, including the run up to the parts house.
$48 and change, I had to give them the old one to avoid a $10 core charge.
Now I wait to see what else this fucker is going to throw at me.
It’s actually been pretty reliable ever since I tore that intake off and put it back together.
I have however gotten really superstitious.
Even though I got the stereo working I don’t turn it on. I prefer to listen for the strange noises of parts getting ready to fall off.
It’s a good thing I only have a fourteen mile round trip.