The Rented mule went POP! today.
I was out in the lot today for about 3 hours getting the old decals off of my rig. I am having some new stuff put on tomorrow morning for the Indy event. Plus I like change and it was about time. Let me tell you one thing about vinyl. NEVER USE CHROME!!!!! It is a S.O.B. to get off.
So Larry is coming in today from Washington state, and his wife couldn't pick him up. So I have to be at the airport at 4:15 pm. At 3:35 I finish getting all the vinyl off, but will need to get the adhesive off when I get back. Anyways, like I said its 3:35 and the Airport is 45 minutes away. I need to get all my crap cleaned up off of the lot so someone can park there. Wash my hands and face, get a cold glass of water. Basically Im in a big hurry. I leave the shop and I'm tooling along making time. I blow past this cute little chevy gasser like he is standing still, but I have no interest in him. I barely even noticed. I come up on some traffic and slow down. He comes flying up on me. I get a clearing and take off again leaving him scratching his head. I come up on traffic again and he catches up. This happens like 2 or 3 more times. Finally I let him in front of me as we come to a light. This cute little chevy was a black half ton step side. Probably mid 90's. At the light he is actually reving this turds engine. He has the cute little 2 1/2 inch swing set pipes coming out of the back of his truck...duals WOOOOO! lol Anyway, I know I cant do a full out 22lb boost, 4x4, hit'er in da chitter, scare women and children style launch. So i bring it up to like 12 lbs. As the light turned green I planned on going around him. Well the light turned green and KAPOW! surge surge surge. CHIT!!!!!!! No power, and lots of black smoke. I thought the trans fell to the ground! Trucks still moving though?!?!?!?!?! Turbo is whisteling like a sun of a gun. Crap, turbo pooped out on me. I call Larry and tell him to get a rental go to the shop and get the Excursion and the trailer. I was going to call Tadd and order a new turbo, have him bring it to Indy. I get this smoking turd off the road, and all it is, is the hose clamp off the turbo to the intercooler tubing. Oh thank god. The darn thing ripped in half. I dont know why, unless when they did my studs they must have over tightened it. I call Larry and cancel the red alert. Tell him I will be there but it will take a few extra minutes. What a slug. 50 mph and I was pushing 1100 degree EGT's. I tuned it back to stock so I didnt get stopped by green peace! Well, I get Larrys laughing rear end in my truck, and we proceed to the nearest Ford dealer. Do you believe they did not have a single clamp...I was like "you do sell diesels here dont you?" We limp it down the road to one of the shops I get my semi trucks worked on and they are glad to through a clamp on it while we BS with the owner.
I guess its better than happening on the track saturday. I would hate to get the sled down the track 50 feet and pop it. What a crazy afternoon.