On another note, I just about had an aneurysm today. I had just taken off from my house and was crossing the intersection when I saw all sorts of white smoke billowing from the back. Fuck, I thought and turned around to try and nurse it back to the house. Well, the light was taking forever and all of a sudden the GF says "your oil pressure gauge isn't rising anymore (it bounces between 25 to 75 PSI depending on throttle). Shit shit shit!!!!!, now I'm backing up into oncoming traffic to get into the curb lane, the oil pressure light and dash were just starting to beep as I jam it into the right lane and shut the car off. Open the hood and there's oil everywhere on the exhaust side. Push the car into the nearest parking lot and think of ways to light the car on fire so it looks like an accident.
So I'm sitting, looking at this engine, trying to figure out what the hell could blow oil all over the engine bay? Finally I decide to give the oil supply line a shake and sure enough, it's loose. As it turns out, I was thinking this morning "hey, I never actually looked through that fitting that I found in my toolbox and used to connect the oil line to the new CHRA (this one was different than the one that blew). "I should check to make sure it isn't an orifice type" Nope, it wasn't, but I must just finger tightened it as my attention was drawn to a coupler that was coming loose.
So, 3 quarts of oil from the Jiffy Lube across the street and I was good to go, but fuck, I swear I took off 10 years of my life when I saw that engine bay. Anyway, hope this falls under the "ha ha ha, it's funny because it's not me" category. The blood vessels in my head have already done their bursting, I figure this story may as well be a good laugh for the rest of the world
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