Jim
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I decided to take care of the "routine" task of changing the oil in my truck today. Being a mechanic by trade, this is usually no big deal. In fact, I have been pretty proud of the fact that I can change the oil in the big diesel pickups "without spilling a drop". Well, my bragging came back to bite me today.
Now, this is not my first time doing this on my truck. The engine was just slightly warm from driving a short distance earlier. No problem, right...wrong. I pulled the drain plug, and the blasted oil shot out forcefully enough to bounce off the bottom of the drain pan and shower my left side with dirty, rancid diesel oil. It was all through my hair, in my ear, in my eye and in my mouth. Let's just say it's not something you would want to put on your pancakes [:'(] Expelling the gunk from my mouth only briefly delayed the tirade of profanity which followed. I would guess that about 1/4 of the oil spread over my shop floor, which made a nice mess being that my truck holds three gallons of oil.
From now on, if the "temp" gauge moves a millimeter, I'm letting the damn thing sit and cool. It wasn't hot enough to burn me, but just warm enough to wreak havoc and foul my mood on a Friday afternoon. I just thought I'd share my suffering so at least everyone can have a laugh at my expense [] ~Jim
Now, this is not my first time doing this on my truck. The engine was just slightly warm from driving a short distance earlier. No problem, right...wrong. I pulled the drain plug, and the blasted oil shot out forcefully enough to bounce off the bottom of the drain pan and shower my left side with dirty, rancid diesel oil. It was all through my hair, in my ear, in my eye and in my mouth. Let's just say it's not something you would want to put on your pancakes [:'(] Expelling the gunk from my mouth only briefly delayed the tirade of profanity which followed. I would guess that about 1/4 of the oil spread over my shop floor, which made a nice mess being that my truck holds three gallons of oil.
From now on, if the "temp" gauge moves a millimeter, I'm letting the damn thing sit and cool. It wasn't hot enough to burn me, but just warm enough to wreak havoc and foul my mood on a Friday afternoon. I just thought I'd share my suffering so at least everyone can have a laugh at my expense [] ~Jim