Well, I started reading 'Christine' by Stephen King.
A book about a semi-nerdy kid who buys a 20 year old car from an old dude, a red and white Plymouth Fury, and fixes it up.
I'm semi-nerdy. I bought a 20 year old car from an old dude. It's red and white (and brown).
Anyway, there are enough similarities between Christine and Das Boat that it's kinda eerie.
So, on Friday, I take the boat to work. I have the lights on, because of that retarded 'if your wipers are on your lights need to be on' even though it was really fuckin' bright out. I instinctively punch the dash in the spot with the light knob when it's dark out and I expect to have my lights on, but when it's bright (albeit overcast), I don't. So they stay on. After an hour, which should barely put a dent in the battery, battery is toast.
So my friend and I try to jump her, but it won't work. It was very weird, however. As soon as he connected the wires, the wipers and the interior lights came on, but the starter wouldn't even crank, even when he revved his car.
So he gives me a ride home, and I end up having to take the CR-V to the SAT II tests this morning. I know my mom digs it, but seriously, I don't like driving trucks at all. Too cramped and high-up, not to mention, overly sensitive pedals.
Then I head back to work, this time with my dad in the Mazda. We bring his little battery-charger jump-start thing, which is a little battery that you start your car off of. We get the boat running with that, although she really wants to stall. Despite being only a 307, and having a real muffler designed for quiet, not glasspacks, it's still roars. I kinda dig the sound of it. It's nothing like those punk kids in their lil' Jap four-bangers. It's quieter, but it's very low, and it's not a screaming sound, it's a whooshing sound, like a lot of air moving very fast. Not to mention, there are fuckin' hurricane winds in the engine compartment. With all the fans and stuff, looking into the engine compartment when she's running is like sticking your face directly in front of a fan.
Well, she makes it home alright. On the way to work tonight, I needed to jump her with the little battery thing. Got there, and needed to do it again to get home.
It's a very unsettling feeling. The engine won't even crank, there's no noise at all. However, on the way home, the motor did crank for a few seconds before needing to get jumped.
Well, anyway, I'm thinking it might be time to invest in a new battery.'
The problem is that I'm still not ready to daily drive the Maxima, being that I can't hill start for shit, yet. However, in the near future, I do intend on replacing the boat and saying a temporary goodbye to owning a carbureted GM V8 until I buy my project car in a few years, at which point, I will again have a V8, unless I manage to get my grubby meathooks onto an '87 gnX or a Grand National in general. I would give up V8s forever for that ass-kicking, name-taking, completely badass 3.8L V6. Interesting bit of trivia - My car has the same transmission as the Grand National, the Turbo-Hydramatic 200-4R.
Anyway, because of that, I don't want to go all out high-tech fancy battery.
I was told to go to Walmart and buy the best battery they got, because it will be cheap and they have a 4 year warranty.
Comments? Suggestions?
Also, while I'm bitching about the Boat, can I recieve some enlightenment about how A/C systems work?
Directly across from the Alternator, also connected to the crankshaft with a belt, is this little cylindrical thing with metal hoses coming into it. When I turn on the A/C, it looks like it tries to spin, but the belts keep slipping so it doesn't move, only makes a really loud noise. How do I fix it?
Also, is there a specific kind of air filter I should get? The current one is pretty beat.
Also, how do I check to make sure that the coolant is flowing?
The big rubber hose going to the radiator seems to not have a lot of pressure in it. I can squeeze it and it gives.