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Man, what a weekend
I'm pretty bummed I didn't make it. I knew it was a bad thing earlier this week when Summit messed up my order for nitrous parts, as they have never screwed up an order before. My loving wife ran around Friday afternoon gathering the rest of the parts I needed. And of course since I had things to do Friday, I didn't get home from work till after 7.
When I went out to start my truck, I realized I locked the keys in it. About ten minutes, a clothes hanger, screwdriver, and a broken wing window later, I was in the truck. Not to be deterred, I used some black tape on the outside of the window to hold it in place since the tint on the inside had a good hold of it. So then I headed up to the shop.
Surprisingly everything went really well with the nitrous install. The testing was the bad part. I took it for a ride and everything worked great. So I figured I need bigger jets. :--) After putting some bigger jets in, I went for a ride. I decided to hammer on it from a stop. For some reason the engine tached out in first gear but the transmission wouldn't shift into second. After it bounced at 4k for a couple of seconds it slammed into second gear. Scary things happened. The kind of stuff that if you were with someone you would pull over along the side of the road being quiet and say, "Dude, that was really bad. " Everything still seemed to still be intact, so I fueled up and went home to finally get to bed about 1:30 am.
Then at about 5:00 in the morning the flashing bat-phone rings because the sled pulling king is calling. I hear my wife say, "If we were on the road already, how the hell would I be answering the phone at home???" She's a morning person.
By the time we made it to 80 I could hear a slight knocking noise. I was worried it was the engine, but soon figured out it was drive line related. By the time we got off 80 it was loud enough that you had to turn the radio up real loud to drown it out. Somewhere on 322 after getting soaked crawling around under the truck, I pinpointed the rear end and decided to head back home. When I got back to the shop, I pulled the diff cover. There is about 7 or 8 teeth cleaned off the ring gear. I can't believe we were able to drive it as far as we did without major chunkage of the gears.
BTW, the locker was the culprit last year. I tore it all apart and put need clutch spacer deals in and it was fixed. The ring gear is getting putting on the tally sheet for 03 carnage.
Sorry I couldn't make it. I was really bummed when I had to turn around. I almost drove the rest of the way down figuring that ole Sleddy had his trailer for a ride back home. But then I figured his truck is just a dyno queen now and he couldn't drive it on the street to get back home.
I'm pretty bummed I didn't make it. I knew it was a bad thing earlier this week when Summit messed up my order for nitrous parts, as they have never screwed up an order before. My loving wife ran around Friday afternoon gathering the rest of the parts I needed. And of course since I had things to do Friday, I didn't get home from work till after 7.
When I went out to start my truck, I realized I locked the keys in it. About ten minutes, a clothes hanger, screwdriver, and a broken wing window later, I was in the truck. Not to be deterred, I used some black tape on the outside of the window to hold it in place since the tint on the inside had a good hold of it. So then I headed up to the shop. Surprisingly everything went really well with the nitrous install. The testing was the bad part. I took it for a ride and everything worked great. So I figured I need bigger jets. :--) After putting some bigger jets in, I went for a ride. I decided to hammer on it from a stop. For some reason the engine tached out in first gear but the transmission wouldn't shift into second. After it bounced at 4k for a couple of seconds it slammed into second gear. Scary things happened. The kind of stuff that if you were with someone you would pull over along the side of the road being quiet and say, "Dude, that was really bad. " Everything still seemed to still be intact, so I fueled up and went home to finally get to bed about 1:30 am.
Then at about 5:00 in the morning the flashing bat-phone rings because the sled pulling king is calling. I hear my wife say, "If we were on the road already, how the hell would I be answering the phone at home???" She's a morning person.
By the time we made it to 80 I could hear a slight knocking noise. I was worried it was the engine, but soon figured out it was drive line related. By the time we got off 80 it was loud enough that you had to turn the radio up real loud to drown it out. Somewhere on 322 after getting soaked crawling around under the truck, I pinpointed the rear end and decided to head back home. When I got back to the shop, I pulled the diff cover. There is about 7 or 8 teeth cleaned off the ring gear. I can't believe we were able to drive it as far as we did without major chunkage of the gears.
BTW, the locker was the culprit last year. I tore it all apart and put need clutch spacer deals in and it was fixed. The ring gear is getting putting on the tally sheet for 03 carnage.
Sorry I couldn't make it. I was really bummed when I had to turn around. I almost drove the rest of the way down figuring that ole Sleddy had his trailer for a ride back home. But then I figured his truck is just a dyno queen now and he couldn't drive it on the street to get back home.
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I personally had a great time, even though the weather was LOUSY!!
... then back to the hotel to rip it up in the lobby. Well after that night,I don't think I'll be drinking for a while
