I'm starting to miss my truck , now.
It's fucken retArded...man.
I went to purchase a new clutch for it for my mechanic on the weekend. I have to drive to a different town.
Gave the store informations...year, model..etc. Hual ass back to the shop and delivered it to him but he wasn't there.
**** it...I figure he'll work on it during the weekend.
So my mechanic tells me this morning..the damn clutch dosn't fit my transmission. Evidently my transmission had be replaced
with a different year. So my mechanic gose to exchange the clutch...but he didn't have enough money becuase the clutch I need
is freaken twice as much
So I had to go do all this **** again myself tonight. I spent an hour with the part manager trying to match the clutch physically.
But the entire time..I'm thinking to myself...My fucken clutch looks almost brand new. It's only the freaken race bearing that's worn out,
which is only a $10 at the most...but i would have to mic the O/D and I/D of the bearing..of course the store is not going to let me
do it to just buy the bearing. I have to buy the complete clutch set..which is $250. So I just purchased the clucth set after visually
matching up the size , bolt patterns...etc
I already have $1500 into this already..
When i get this bitch out of the shop...it's going off roading.
damn it...it's like my relationship with women. Nothing is easy and exactly how it's suppost to be but i try and do whatever it is I need to do
to make it work...but there always has to be fucken something. And whatever the **** that was wrong wasn't as ****** up...it just got blown out of purportion but I have to get
a fucken new one.