TC likes to get attention. He likes being driven around, especially in winter, summer, spring, and also fall. Whenever he doesn't get driven and sits around he tends to get a bit angry. It gets worse if he failed emissions and has to mull that over while the seasons pass, and birds poop on him. Unfortunately, TC is prone to being vindictive, so what he does is leaves me stranded on the side of the road with the some of the most difficult problems to solve. But hey, that is part of the FSJ adventure I guess.

Like today, when I was testing him out on the freeway. On the way back, on a city street, he stalled out. Ran out of gas. So I thought. But he wasn't out of gas. The gas gauge worked perfectly. No, it was something worse. No fuel getting to the carburetor or even the fuel filter. Why? Another electric pump going bad? In tank pickup sock plugged? Took a good half hour or more to get going. Naturally I had no tools or cell phone with me.

I limped the truck a few miles at a time and arrived at a gas station. Amy picked me up, I got tools headed back, changed out the sock, verified fuel flow restored at the fuel filter/carb. Was able to get the truck home. Did I fix it? Who can say...

I just wished TC would stop glaring at me.