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I listen to fish stories for a living, (Ca. Game Warden) but I always love it when I hear one where lady luck smiles on a kid. :banana: Grown men spend 1000's of dollars to catch fish like that and most of them consider it a good year if they succeed once. Are you going to get it mounted for him?

Get a bottom end kit and a Wiesco piston and rings set while you are at it. Mortal man does not take those cranks apart with any hope of the engine running again. Odd problem- That motor doesn't have that problem often unless the PO ran it dry. I'd look for a lot more problems.

Ooh Frank look out. I doubt that would be a legal swap in most of Ca., if that matters. There are still a few AQMD districts in Ca. that do not have smog checks but I don't know if Crescent City is in one of the good ones. Being so close to Humbolt I'd be worried that the greenies there would find out, (they lurk these forums you know) and kidnap you and your MJ. They'd force you to eat tofu and pour veggie diesel in your tank.

I'm no expert but I did learn a thing or two when I was playing with CO2. >CO2 is stored in the tank as a liquified gas, not a pressurized gas like SCUBA or welding gasses. This makes for a couple important things worth knowing: 1. The tank must be operated upright or else liquid CO2 will go through you system. This is a bad thing. 2. A gauge on the tank, (not on the regulator) only tells you how much pressure the liquified gas in the tank is at, which is the pressure needed to stay a liquid- not how much CO2 you have left. The gauge will go up and down with the temperature or altitude but not have much meaning until the liquid CO2 is almost gone and it is all gas in the tank. At this point you are very close to empty. A good bathroom scale, and knowing the empty weight of your tank etc., is the best way to know how much you have left. 3. A restaurant supply can be a good CO2 source for some people. The ones by me were mostly tank exchange only though. It's sure nice to have all that air when you need it. I'm going to see if Arnold will buy me a 10 pounder for my State work truck.

:bowdown: I love everything he does whether it's singing or acting. It's hard to picture him when he isn't cracking a joke; but if you look up some of his older clips you'll be impressed with his musical ability. Get on You Tube and keyword "Jerry Reed Chet Atkins". Oh yeah, back to the thread: "So I says, 'Hey- Dali. How 'bout a little something, you know, for the effort?' You know what he tells me? Gunga galunga- No- Gunga gun galunga. Which means; On your death bed you will receive total conciousness. So I got that going for me." Excuse me if I butchered it. It's been a while since I've seen it. :popcorn:

California also has two different kinds of test stations and your registration notice will tell you which one you have to go to. Vehicles deemed "Gross Polluters" (big V8's), older vehicles (down to 1975) and a random 2% of all other vehicles have to go to what is called a "Test Only" station. These stations aren't allowed to even put air in your tires. (BTW, that helps on the dyno portion of the test. Hard tires roll easier :brows: ) The theory is, a station that isn't allowed to fix or change anything is less likely to try to sell parts or service to a vehicle that might be expected to fail and need them. And I think the bond is up to $50K so the days of cheating are about over.

My son and I took the MJ down for its smog test this AM. We were pretty confident because of how easily the old motor passed. The new one had to be even better. Then we found out about the new fuel system pressure test: :eek: Phew. It passed, but even the guy doing the test was surprised. In this test they remove your gas cap and put a fitting on that goes to a separate test fixture with a nitrogen bottle and the usual assortment of mysterious gauges and buttons. And of course it's wired in real time to the State's DMV computer. In the test your system is given 1.5 psi of N2 and it has to hold it ALL for 5 minutes. The tech said the machine is calibrated to detect a .040 hole with one minute and a .005 hole within the 5 minutes of the test. The line from the intake side of the vent canister is pinched off but the canister is part of the test too. So, California jeepers going in for a smog test, spend some time and money on your rubber or you'll keep coming back until it passes. Pete- This is the price we pay for not having salt and rust.

I'm going to have to fix my jukebox and listen to a few obscure Jerry Reed classics from the Bandit era. I think I'll start with "The Bird" and then the flip side, "Caffiene, Nicotine, Benzedrine- Wish Me Luck".

It's a small difference but I wouldn't want someone to go through what we did- Lay in JY dirt to remove the rear bumper and brackets off an '86 LWB only to get home and find out they won't work on a later SWB. :mad: That '86 chrome bumper is a nice one. A couple people on the board didn't like seeing mine go when I sold the trail'r.

I have to disagree. There is a little difference depending on which way you are going. The original early LWB brackets won't work on a SWB. The later models and replacement brackets however were notched and cut in a way that would allow those brackets to work on either truck. The way you are going will work: The SWB brackets need to be notched to clear the spring shackle bolts and cut to slide somewhat inside the rear of the frame rails. The LWB brackets don't need these features but it won't matter if the bracket has them.

Those old instructional records are kind of a hoot. I used to be a jukebox mechanic and I came across them all the time. I should have kept more of them. I just scored a couple hundred 45's from an old radio station's collection. These were all freebie (AKA payola) recordings from unknown artists that the labels were trying to get known by buying airtime.

1975 and below in Ca. = keepers. :drool: (No smog check) 1976 to TBI = parts trucks. :( I'm going to let my wife see this thread and see what happens. :hmm:

What would the flechette rounds be good for? I mean, besides the obvious trip to jail, loss of your shotgun, and felony on your record.

I spoke too soon. This is how my day started today. The sheriff's department chased him through downtown Lancaster for an hour or so before they called me so it took two darts from the Pneu-Dart rifle. Then the damn thing woke up in the back of my truck before I was ready. Luckily, I was far enough in the sticks to just let it run off.

Not to thread-jack but yeah, there are some aspects of the authority that would seem that way. If you want to pull something, never pose as a hunter or fisherman thinking it's a good cover.

This time of year I need to be right on with my Tele-inject 11mm or my Pneu-Dart 193SS. (WTF are those? :nuts:)

Wife and kids there? I'd be a republican. After all, I'm a good shot and I don't believe in wasting ammo or putting unnecessary wear and tear on a fine weapon. However, if there were no outside witnesses, the first two shots would take out his kneecaps. Then when the screaming stopped, one shot in the package would get his attention again. When he was no longer any fun I'd bury his own knife just a little below the 10-ring to make sure it wouldn't end too quick. Then, while he was still aware of what was happening, I would desecrate his body in ways sure to impress the 72 virgins. For this to be a perfect fantasy he would have to have a friend present. The friend would not be harmed at all and free to go tell his buddies about the things they weren't taught at camp. I don't like them dudes. :mad:

If you separate the cab sheet metal from the "frame" sheet metal you can use the frame to form the front of the trailer. I only added the hitch piece and a little scrap 3/16ths X 3". http://comancheclub.com/forums/viewtopi ... sc&start=0

Get your fuel and consider bringing a few extra cans before you get into the boonies. This is from Panamint Springs; Saturday, 4/26. :nuts:

You like fruit? I've got a buddy with United Fruit. He could get you a job picking strawberries. You know; bend and stoop- like the Mexicans. Start with strawberries and you might work your way up to those G** D**m banannas you like so much. When Boy? When are you going to get a job? (Bellllllch!) Oh gawd he's the anti-christ. You get a G** D**M job before sundown- Or we're shipping you off to military school- with that G** D**M Finklestien sh*t kid. Son of a B**ch! :rant:

I've put their 5" lift on 2 MJ's and if I was doing another for the same purpose I'd use them again. I found their customer service to be very good: One box was ripped open on the side and the hardware bag was missing. I sent them an email at night and got a response within the hour. The hardware bag was overnighted- no questions, no cost. The guy I dealt with was named Jared. Opinions are like you-know-what: Everyone has one and they are all a little different. I'm sure there is someone that had the exact opposite experience from me. 8) And while I'm delivering my unsolicited testimonial, the bolt-on SOA system now has several thousand miles on it including a lot of trails and some minor air. No problems. I think their stuff works.

James, you may not be the one who gets to dish it out but justice will come around. Everytime someone gets away with a stunt like this they get braver and do it again. If it happens again, look around. They are probably watching. Think hard and be honest with yourself- Might they have had a reason? :hmm: I don't mean to chip on you, but in their minds, the pranksters might have been thinking about something other than laughs.

I'm kind of fond of those related to my line of work. I guess I fantasize about being able to say them someday. "What we have hee-ya joonya- is a total, lack of respect, fo da law!" or "Put your hands on the bar. Don't move. Where'd you get all this money? From your job? B.S. You're too F'in stupid to have a job."

Tammy, by Debbie Reynolds. :ack:

Taint no doubt about that. The neat thing about that noise is that it means so many things, and in any language too. Someone should invent a doorbell that makes that sound. My favorite way to greet late-night uninvited guests is by slipping out the back door and going around the side of the house, with Mr. Glock of course. A really bright motion activated porch light has 'em squinting as I walk up from behind.