Fuck. If there was ever a day in my life that could be a country song, this one is in my top 10.
Crap this is going to take eons to finish. Maybe not “Lord of the Rings,” but close.
How many cases of beer, gallons of coffee? Perhaps a week’s worth.
I received a WhatsApp message that the engine I built is ruined.
- When I consulted my brother (David Kriebel on Facebook) about it, he told me that our father was in hospital (He’s 92) for a heart operation and no one told me about it.
- When all the shit was going down with you, I had to work on a Sprinter from a Romanian who not only waited and watched what I was doing, but also had the concept that if you’re silent, it’s some sort of crime.
- But wait, there’s more! He came back to back with his Mercedes GLK or whatever, registered in Romania. Crikey. I should have known. Those gypsies can’t shut up for a second while they’re stealing you blind.
- So I finally get back home, and my wife’s not there. She comes home later, and says she was in Hospital and needs more tests for her heart problems, and maybe an operation on her neck. (Oh, and all the Parents for her day care are making stress because she has been ill.)
- Because she was away at the doctors and hospital all day, Friedrich Wilhelm shit and pissed in front of the door, and I stepped in it the second I came home. So I cleaned that up first.
- So that’s where I am so far. At least I have a few Bottles of Budweiser. I want to drink until I “can’t find my beer.”
I would like to make things right, but I have a few questions.
- Did Kalle check the bearings while the oil pan was off?
- Was the oil system “primed” (pre-filled) with the new filter system?
- Do you still have the old oil filter? If so, please cut it apart.
- From the photos when the oil pan was removed were there any pieces of the bearings in the pan?
I’m really exhausted, but please give me a call. I cannot understand how this damage is possible.
To be continued…
Same as it ever was. Doing what we’ve been doing for over 40 years.
