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BTW, I'm pretty sure the intake and exhaust cams have different lobe heights so maybe you looked at the wrong specs/wrong cam measurement.

If it's still assembled you can easily test for valve vs. cylinder leakage, known as a 'leak down test'. Compressed air and a tester with gauges is the book way to do it, but you can do a simple test by sticking a hose into the spark plug hole and blowing. I wouldn't open it 'till I at least confirmed that it has low compression, I've seen this misdiagnosis before. If the plugs weren't oily it's unlikely to be a piston/cylinder problem.

That much wear evenly is pretty unlikely. They could be aftermarket or re-ground stock cams. Some cam grinders will stamp them, maybe under the sprocket or somewhere else that you haven't looked. Before tearing it apart I'd check for bent/burnt valves, the bottom end might be fine.

How long before a big pharma hit man shows up?

When we rock crawl or run up on someone's tire we often compress springs past the vehicle's bump stop and they don't seem to care, even when we leave them there for photo ops. The only springs I've known to take a set was the leaf springs on my Explorers, they'd stay sagged after being loaded heavy. I'd leave them jacked up by the hitch for a while and they'd go back to normal.

Normal people know that it's caused by vaccines, everyone else is either a denier or retarded...also caused by vaccines. One of my friends is convinced that vaccines caused his kid's autism, which is severe, he's basically a full on retard. I've asked him about it and he gave his evidence, which seems real. I should ask his wife, she's likely to have a more believable answer.

Doctor: that's going to need stitches. Nope, 3 butterflies should do. It won't heal properly if we don't stitch it. You'll need stitches if you try to stitch me. Put the butterflies on or I'll just have to bleed 'till I get home, and I'm sure the nurse will do a better job than me trying to do it one handed. When I came back a couple days later he was amazed; as I told you, I know me, it just needed to be closed for a day. He was concerned about it being dirty; Ignore the grime, I work, it'll be fine.

The proper fix for an asphalt crack is to close it. Drive stakes into each side and pull it together using a ratchet stra......never mind.

20 tubes is a gift, 2,000 is a fuck you.

I rebuilt a VW engine in the dining room/family room, it moved around as needed. That chick is gone, but it had nothing to do with the engine. The current chick has dealt with 3 bikes in the family room previously, and now two in the living room. And no, I don't know the difference between a living room and family room, and those names don't make sense to me, but I had to name the rooms something to differentiate the previous bike room from the current bike room. The two rooms are at opposite ends of the house, maybe I should call them the north wing and south wing to make it seem like they're far apart.

Train one to manipulate the blinds.

I've had that thought. The smart thing to do would be to light a match and walk away. Various fuels, some high pressure, and the tonnage of gunpowder should leave a clean slate. AKA scorched foundation.

And a pretty decent grease gun, 5 steel storage cabinets, 3 steel rolling carts, and a big ass pedestal grinder. A customer/friend works at a truck dealership that's moving, I'm getting a lot of their extras delivered to me.

Timing is everything. I was gifted about 20 tubes a few days ago.

I don't have a wide angle lens so I had to limit it to the small stock of automotive lube tubes.

I don't know how much it's gonna take, but I know how much I can use.

Yup. I asked Trump to add them to the deportation list, hopefully there will be justice soon.

If you meant to say that it smells great, you're correct. The guy who turned me on to it likes the smell also, his daughter wouldn't come near the stuff. It's kinda like Hoppe's #9, it's a strong smell so it's divisive, rarely will anyone say that either one is just ok.

In my research, one of the people was an aircraft guy. The shop only supplied MM and he was looking for a better alternative. Another person who'd used it a lot says that where it shines is on aluminum corrosion, but said it does nothing special for rust and he uses something else.

Finally, an oil thread! For every guy who says that brand XX works the best is another guy saying that he's given up on it because it sucks, including Mouse Milk. Project Farm did a test of several, I think that's why I wound up with a can of Deep Creep. He didn't test MM. A guy I worked for was convinced that Kroil was the best penetrant, I've used it and it seems to work, but in the PF test it didn't do so well. When I worked in a shop every guy had his favorite, I don't recall any articular brand that stood out. It'll be interesting to know if MM is magical or if that particular truck just happened to have looser/cleaner bumper bolts than normal. Woulda been great if they tried a couple different brands on it, or nothing on at least one bolt. MM is 30 years old and I'd never heard of it, seems to me that if it were the magic bullet it wouldn't have taken so long.

Or almost every bike with spoke wheels.

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I think the issue is that the squirrel cops have jurisdiction on the land we were on, but not the water, even tho they're both county/BLM. Or maybe they have jurisdiction on both and didn't know. Or didn't have the fucks to give. Most of the lake belongs to a private community, then there's a piece of it that extends past their boundary into the BLM area. I just remembered a fun part of the conversation with them. They said that we trespassed across private property to get to the BLM land, which I think is true, it's the only un-gated access. "Maybe you should cite us so we can force your department to create another access, which would probably be one of your gates which is a much easier drive." I don't know the laws about BLM land, but I think they have to have free legal access to it.

The ranger encounter had a few funnies. I first saw them on a trail that would go past our camp about 200' away, they were on quads doing their normal patrol. The first guy glanced to the right where we were parked, turned his head back, then snapped right again and slammed his brakes, the one following almost rear-ended him. I'm standing behind the motorhome where we have an electric kid's dirtbike, a real dirtbike, and two shotguns, none of which are registered. A few feet away are three beached seadoos and a Jet Ski, my friend is riding the 4th Seadoo, they might have been registered. It's then that I notice he's is riding without a PFD...fuck. After getting past the "how'd you get that motorhome in here" his next question was "are you shooting our signs?" No, that's retarded, we're shooting clays and our empty cans. Evidence of both were on the ground next to the guns and ammo. Ok. Is that dirtbike registered? No. Ok, it shouldn't even be on the ground, but you won't get in trouble as long as you don't ride it. Too late, I rode it to the top of that hill yesterday so I could get cell service to call in the fire a fire on the other hill behind it. Oh, thank you, that could have been a bad one....but don't ride it again. Ok. Can the little girl ride her electric one? Well, I think it needs to be registered, not sure, I can't tell you that it's ok to ride, but none of us would cite her. And please tell your friend to put on a life jacket. I don't have jurisdiction to cite him, but I hate pulling dead bodies out of the lake. Shooting, riding, fishing, and camping for free in So.Cal.....Sometimes it feels like we live in America.

Leaving a BLM camp in the Tioga I couldn't climb the last hill to get out, I knew ahead of time that it was a potential problem. What I hadn't considered is how useless the rear brakes would be and the fronts just dragged unless I also power-braked. Right before the hill turned extra steep was a bump that wouldn't let me get a running start without ripping off the tank drains and taking a different line put it on 3 wheels at a scary tilt. And that's why I had my friend lead on the way out, a little pull got it past the super steep part, then I was able to motor the rest of the way. The off-roading was on the mild side, but for a motorhome it was a black diamond trail. There were a few abandoned rolled vehicles scattered about the trail. The rangers that stumbled across us while camped were convinced that I'd come in though one of their locked gates, "there is no way you came in the legal way." That's when my passenger walked into the conversation and asked them what the easy way out was, "being on 3 wheels around that last bend scared the shit out of me." I had to powerbrake in reverse to augment the rear brakes on a nasty off-camber drop. I was fine with it, my friend shat himself, his very young daughter was yaahoooing it. We had a great weekend, worth every bit of it.