It may sound like something that makes sense to you, but your world in which everybody's out to shoot you during roadside electronics sales is of your own creation. To a sane person this sounds like paranoid John Wayne movie stuff.

I don't deal with people who are functionally illiterate for that basic reason. Sucks for law-abiding illiterates, but if you can barely communicate in written English, the chances you're a scam artist or violent criminal go way, way up, just on statistics alone.

I was making a pun, ya know? Not looking for a chemistry analysis.

That's actually pretty incredible the length he'd go to considering that he already had access to everything he'd need to just replace the rod at that point.

Another story that reminds me of the dog-food-injected car my friend had us working on. A mouse had filled the airbox almost completely over the winter. It still drove fine, but slower.

Jesus. The first response in that thread was the real moron. You know the type; doesn't know much, but as soon as he knows an easily knowable thing that he thinks you don't, he starts shouting like you're the biggest retard on Earth. It's like his brain-dick explodes instantly because this is the first time it's ever…

I actually agree with Mr. All Caps who called you, and a lot of other guys here would too. I always put the worse tires on the back.

See this is why there should be a law that lets scam mechanics rapidly get put out of business, and I'm not looking for some snarky "the market will take care of itself" response by some libertarian douchebag. It's just that the market on mechanics is so muddied with horror stories that if you don't know cars at all…

That would actually work in a pinch and at low speeds. If you absolutely needed to get home right now, I've seen worse.

Sounds like the Slick 50 selectively bonded with the oil pump pickup screen pretty well.

"My brakes have sounded 'trainy' for the last 50,000 miles."

There's no way that story isn't bullshit.

Jesus, that would be violent.

That reminds me of my friend's Volvo 240 that we were turbocharging. He'd driven the car down from up north during the winter. We pulled the airbox out and a couple pounds of dog food fell out of it.

Yeah a gas V6 with hydraulic valves that "sounds like a diesel" means probably everything was ruined, but the parts were all still orbiting within the atmosphere of the crankcase.

Good God

Jesus. I had a car that had the turbo exhaust seal let go on the freeway at night. The oil light turned on and I shut it down immediately. It was already making rod knock sounds. The engine was ruined.

"It's not clear what Alonso's problem in Buffalo was."

Jesus, that was terrible. Pretty sure Spolestra's girlfriend actually made her voice more annoying in attempt to murder people's ears and their empathy for her in one fell swoop.

or you could, you know, take it to a drag strip and get actual trap speeds.