So, Bingley broke down on me and I had to confine him to his room, a.k.a the garage. My very smart brother and I worked on him. Gave him all new spark plugs and filled him up with yummy oil. Nothing.
Changed the fuel filter too. Hmmm...nada. Checked the compression. That was normal. Still nothing. After all that and multiple test drives he was still sluggish. So, I opened up the hood and decided to stare at the engine. Not really sure why because I don't really know what I was looking for. However, I did notice that there was a tube coming off of the fuel pump that I thought should have had some kind of cap or something. So, next time my brother was here I showed him and sure enough the hose had gotten bumped off by accident. So, we fixed that problem. OK, here was the big test. I drove him and he was doing a little better but he was still giving me fits. *sigh*
"Well, Mr. Bingley, I'm just going to have to take you to the Doc (a.k.a. the mechanic)."
I made an appointment for Tuesday morning.
On Saturday I decided to clean the windows in the garage. In order to clean the windows I had to clear off the window sills. In order the clear off the window sills I had to clear of the workbench that is in front of the sills. In order to do that I had to have a place to put the stuff that is on the workbench. And in order to do that...well, you get the picture. I ended up cleaning the garage. So, I had to move Mr. Bingley outside. With much coaxing and choking he grumbled to life. I pulled him out and decided just for fun to let it run for 20 minutes or so and then test drive again. So, I did it and it ran perfect. Not a complaint or cough to be heard!! Hmm...do you think it was the threat of a Doctor visit that made him well? I think my car was just being ornery so he wouldn't have to work. The Slacker! So, I kept the appointment just in case it was just a fluke. But Monday came and Mr. B was still running good. So, my faith restored, I called and cancelled. But what do you think? Not 8 or 9 hours later I'm driving into town and he starts coughing and losing power again.....
"WHAT?!?!?! Ooooh....if you weren't a car....I'd ditch you..."
The next day I decided to drive it anyway and it ran fine in the ice and snow that got dumped on us the night before. *puzzle, puzzle*
Since then Mr. B has been running right fine. I gave him a stern talking to and he is quite repentant. I hope that this good behavior continues...
We shall see what we shall see.......
Hope you are all having a wonderful 2008!