whowouldfigga;1183259 said:
I've got a question about your rad fan. I keep seeing a 7 blade radiator fan in the background pictures. I thought our turbo cars used 10 blade fans? It would really blow if the previous owner replaced the fan or clutch with the wrong one and you had a cooling problem.
Glad to see its coming back together. Is the bedroom door still locked?
Wish I had the time and skill to tear mine down and go over everything with the engine out of the car.
There's a bunch of crap in the background!:3d_frown:
That fan is from my 86.5 na. I'm going to use the clutch from it, which is good, to replace the clutch on my 91, which is bad. But yes, turbos came with a 10 blade fan.
Bedroom door is not locked but my wife does have a visitor this week.:icon_mad:
I have really had a bad day today. I took what was supposed to be a quick air ambulance transfer from Houston to Breckenridge (Tx). We picked up this poor man who was ate up with cancer and his wife from MD Anderson and were going to take him home for hospice care. A majority of our flights are this scenario. Sad, but that's life. Well this poor man passed away right after we landed. I had to inform his wife during the flight I did not think he was going to make it home and she became hysterical. It was a huge suprise she was not ready for...and neither was I. He was stable and awake when we left and deteriorated so fast. She thought that they had another few weeks to be together. In my line of work, death is part of it, but what I hate is them dying in my presence on board an airplane instead of at home surrounded by their family. He walked into MD Anderson less than two weeks ago. He was 69.
So that started my shitty day. I then had to deal with a collections company over a credit card my mom had. She died 6 years ago. They were actually trying to find my dad and called my mother in law and my house pretending to be a law firm stating they needed a statement from my dad. Nothing but losers work for collections agencies. Tomorrow I'm going to contact my lawyer and have them contact these piece of shit people. They all need to die and go to hell.
So then I had to go over to my mother in laws house and check on her truck, which had a dead battery. She is NOT my favorite person in the world and she talks, talks talks. Blah blah blah blah. So I didn't get a chance to get working on my car till almost 4:00 pm, which in Texas right now, only gives you 2 hours of daylight left.
I began to mate the tranny to the engine which proved to be a bitch in itself. I accidentally knocked the tranny off the little stand I had it on and the fucking torque converter popped out and rolled over the driveway gushing fluid the entire time. Then I couldn't get the damn thing back in right. I just know that freakin front seal is going to leak now.:icon_mad:
I was finally able to get it all back together so now it officially ready to go back in the car. Tomorrow I'm driving to Houston with my bud to go see Metallica. Our plans are to rock out and get hammered drunk. We've got a hotel right across the street from the venue so walking will be easy...well maybe:sarcasm:
Long post I know but damn what a day!
A crappy phone pic of it all back together. Notice all the kitty litter all over the driveway. Damn torque converter.
