For those of you who follow such things, my car did not make it to Hershey last month. I got it all together with a day to spare, took it or a test drive, and it was a total dog. Clearly running on three. I was stressed (just lost my grandfather and started a new job) so I made the executive decision not to give a fuch, drive my honduh to the event and drink and have a party.
Which I did.
Excessively.
Some of you may also remember that while I was fixing the car, I did a compression test, and the tester got stuck in the cylinder. I did surgery, and things were fine a few days later. Or maybe not so much.
I had an evening to dig into my car. One of my plugs looked... weird. Figured I had cross threaded it, and that was the cause of the dead cylinder.
Not so much. Check THIS out.
Oh yeah, I rock so hard it hurts sometimes.
Zach