2004 Cummins 4BT Swap - 5-Speed Tremec 4050 - NP 205
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Yes & No....
I was laid up for 2.5 months so I've just started working again. I've got to get my garage straighten up so I can pull the Jeep inside and fix the cooling system. Then I should be back on the trail.
But check this out... I'll be coming to visit TX in April... https://wranglertjforum.com/threads/host-f550-4x4-motorhome-quad-slide-330.63361/post-1821117
Yeah uh I have never been able to get the garage straightened up. I am building cabinets right now for the ranch and if you think wrenching and Fab work makes a mess well fire up a table saw, jointer and planer
My wood working skills are nil... But yes they do make a mess.
Woodworking 101 from beginner to certified master carpenter
If you can read a tape, use a square, level and cut a straight line then there are three rules to remember and you can be a great wood worker
RULE No. 1 - That shiny spinning thingy with all the carbide teeth on it is really the harbinger of "oh PHQ that hurt" it will remove fingers with lightning fast precision and with todays advancement in medical technology you might be able to get it sewn back on if you don't have to wait six weeks for a referral from your primary care physician to see a specialist.
Rule No. 2 - you need at least a 3000 square foot shop , 50000.00 in tools and 500.00 in wood to build a 3 foot long shelf to hang in the bathroom so your wife can put a candle on it and some rolls of toilet paper to burn your house down
Rule No. 3 Once you have rebuilt your house from the fire you can kick back open a can of beer assuming you paid attention to Rule No. 1 and claim the title of Master Carpenter
and yes I am a Master Carpenter
Well I have been out at the ranch spending quite a bit of time in the deer blind, planning on moving the entire shop out here along with the Jeep since this is where I am spending most of my time. This is going to be a major PIA. Bridge Port Mill, Lathe, Tool Boxes, Duplex Quincy Compressor Gantry Welders work benches, Jeep, Parts, Cummins motor and then there is the important stuff like the beer fridge and stereo. New Shop is going to be to storage containers welded together and the center wall cutout. Since the local taxing entity can't tax containers thats the route I am going
Well Deer Season is over got the freezer loaded up shot 2 10 pointers and this 9 pointer that when 133-7/8. DRT Shot him right below the ear
The Complete Deer Hunting Story
Well after all the cleaning was done it was way past dark and a few beers in somehow my internal navigation system had a failure due to a glitch in the matrix and one misplaced step going down the staircase which had 17 concrete steps in all and I hit 16 of them at least once almost a perfect score which resulted in a cracked sternum, cracked ribs, broke thumb, shredded shoulder and sprained ankle. Now I have never had my azz just completely kicked and this includes Motorcycle crashes and a 100 mph blow over jet boat crash but I am here to tell you that stair case just whooped me like a redheaded stepchild with an extra large 40 oz can of malt liquor whoopazz. Now my good ole hunting buddies informed me that I was bleeding and not wanting to show any sign of weakness. I casually asked really ? Where? one of them replied everywhere are you ok. Now at this point I am not really feeling anything just yet so of course my reply was oh heck yes just a little skinned up, its all good, grabbed me a beer cause well the one I had in my hand was broken in the aforesaid navigation failure. The evening continued after a shower to wash all the blood off the pain was not too bad about a 7 on scale of 1 to 1.5 nothing a few straight Bourbons and ice would not fix. Now the next day made that 7 look like a mild headache, I get my bruised, bloodied busted up broken azz home and the motorcycle immediately fires up complaining and beeching and goes from 4 stroke mode to 2 stroke mode like a runaway Detroit diesel engine. You have ruined the holidays we are not going to be able to go to my parents blah blah blah ( its strange how you can choke your wife during sex and that s ok but any other time its a felony) any way after waiting in the ER for 12 hrs or so listing to my run away Detroit diesel we get called to the back the nurse is making small talk and asks how long we have been married and I reply 28 years as she is taking my blood pressure (sir how long have you had high blood pressure my reply about 28 years. Now the ole Detroit Diesel found that 13th gear and rolled into it like some one gave it a 250 hp shot of propane she was blowing flames out the stacks and I was just a tad bit scared, so they get some X-Rays and scans and all the news on what was wrong with me well about this time I asked him well what about this weird noise I keep hearing and he said well describe it well Doc it sounds like a runaway Detroit Diesel or a Ducatti Motorcycle and I have been hearing it for the 13 hours or so and I could really use some pain meds and ear plugs well that was more than she could take I am telling you, she said thats it thats the last straw (fortunately, I am prepared cause I always carry an extra box of straws for just such an occasion because she is always running out of straws) The holidays are ruined cant visit her parents Blah Blah Blah well if I had known that's all it took to keep from seeing your parents I would fall down the stairs every year during the holidays, Well the New Year came and went and now the motorcycle is back to Idle. See with me being all busted up I could not get the Xmas Lights taken down, so Mrs. Ducatti in all her wisdom said well I will just do it myself. Now being the good husband I am, I strongly, I repeat strongly advised against this, we can pay someone to take them down. No she said that will cost to much money I will do it and save us a few hundred dollars ( chick Math Go Figure) well Mrs Detroit Diesel gets the extension ladder out and promptly fell off it, now some how this is my fault and I have yet too precisely find the formula she used to reach her conclusion but it has to be some Mrs. Einstein Chick Math Formula like beech = I am always right x the speed of pizzed off Squared or something along those lines, anyway when I get it figured out I will let you guys know, So back to the hospital we go. 13 hrs later and X Ray her foot is broken in 3 places a couple of pain pills in and the runaway Detroit is finally now at a nice quiet smooth Idle.
The Complete Deer Hunting Story
Well after all the cleaning was done it was way past dark and a few beers in somehow my internal navigation system had a failure due to a glitch in the matrix and one misplaced step going down the staircase which had 17 concrete steps in all and I hit 16 of them at least once almost a perfect score which resulted in a cracked sternum, cracked ribs, broke thumb, shredded shoulder and sprained ankle. Now I have never had my azz just completely kicked and this includes Motorcycle crashes and a 100 mph blow over jet boat crash but I am here to tell you that stair case just whooped me like a redheaded stepchild with an extra large 40 oz can of malt liquor whoopazz. Now my good ole hunting buddies informed me that I was bleeding and not wanting to show any sign of weakness. I casually asked really ? Where? one of them replied everywhere are you ok. Now at this point I am not really feeling anything just yet so of course my reply was oh heck yes just a little skinned up, its all good, grabbed me a beer cause well the one I had in my hand was broken in the aforesaid navigation failure. The evening continued after a shower to wash all the blood off the pain was not too bad about a 7 on scale of 1 to 1.5 nothing a few straight Bourbons and ice would not fix. Now the next day made that 7 look like a mild headache, I get my bruised, bloodied busted up broken azz home and the motorcycle immediately fires up complaining and beeching and goes from 4 stroke mode to 2 stroke mode like a runaway Detroit diesel engine. You have ruined the holidays we are not going to be able to go to my parents blah blah blah ( its strange how you can choke your wife during sex and that s ok but any other time its a felony) any way after waiting in the ER for 12 hrs or so listing to my run away Detroit diesel we get called to the back the nurse is making small talk and asks how long we have been married and I reply 28 years as she is taking my blood pressure (sir how long have you had high blood pressure my reply about 28 years. Now the ole Detroit Diesel found that 13th gear and rolled into it like some one gave it a 250 hp shot of propane she was blowing flames out the stacks and I was just a tad bit scared, so they get some X-Rays and scans and all the news on what was wrong with me well about this time I asked him well what about this weird noise I keep hearing and he said well describe it well Doc it sounds like a runaway Detroit Diesel or a Ducatti Motorcycle and I have been hearing it for the 13 hours or so and I could really use some pain meds and ear plugs well that was more than she could take I am telling you, she said thats it thats the last straw (fortunately, I am prepared cause I always carry an extra box of straws for just such an occasion because she is always running out of straws) The holidays are ruined cant visit her parents Blah Blah Blah well if I had known that's all it took to keep from seeing your parents I would fall down the stairs every year during the holidays, Well the New Year came and went and now the motorcycle is back to Idle. See with me being all busted up I could not get the Xmas Lights taken down, so Mrs. Ducatti in all her wisdom said well I will just do it myself. Now being the good husband I am, I strongly, I repeat strongly advised against this, we can pay someone to take them down. No she said that will cost to much money I will do it and save us a few hundred dollars ( chick Math Go Figure) well Mrs Detroit Diesel gets the extension ladder out and promptly fell off it, now some how this is my fault and I have yet too precisely find the formula she used to reach her conclusion but it has to be some Mrs. Einstein Chick Math Formula like beech = I am always right x the speed of pizzed off Squared or something along those lines, anyway when I get it figured out I will let you guys know, So back to the hospital we go. 13 hrs later and X Ray her foot is broken in 3 places a couple of pain pills in and the runaway Detroit is finally now at a nice quiet smooth Idle.
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P.S. this is going to put off starting back on the Jeeps for a few weeks or so
speeding_infraction
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You sir, are the single greatest story teller on this forum by a long shot. Looking forward to some more updates on your build, and hope y'all heal up good.
Well thank you
future stories based on actual events
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