So, off to work. Did I mention it was 31 degrees and the garage has only one oil heater we keep in there to keep the cat from dying?
It was cold. And iron engine parts stay cold.
But, time's a wastin'.
Bur first, did I mention I wrote a book?
|And for a glorious moment it was beating Jenny McCarthy.|
The engine. Got the gaskets in, heads back, new injectors. Time to rock.
|See, this looks organized.|
The gasket wouldn't go on. The down pipe for the turbo was in the way and I couldn't get the gasket on without bending it all crazy. That didn't sound like a good idea, so I pulled all the head studs back out and only left the two in where the dowels go to hold it in place.
|Better, now to put the rest of the head studs back in.|
It refused to go any further. It didn't want to come back off either.
This can't be good.
So, I let it go and looked. It was catching on this accordion folded part of the exhaust pipe. I imagined all the terrible things that were happening to the threads on the studs.
So, I pulled it back off.
|The dreaded horror pipe is to the left.|
For about an hour, then back.
I loosened some bolts and tried to wiggle things out of the way and I came to a conclusion. Either the whole exhaust manifold had to come off, with some very difficult to reach bolts, or the heads needed to go on before the head studs.
Oh yeah, and to reach the bolts to remove the exhaust manifold, I had to remove some of the head studs.
So, the head studs came back out except for two just to help with alignment. Then, the head studs went back in... For the third time. Did I mention it was cold metal? My fingers were starting to go numb.
|Got that sucker on there.|
I knew the driver's side would be more difficult because the lean in is more awkward due to the steering equipment and the firewall was in the way. If you recall from tear down, the far right, bottom bolt had to come out with the head as there wasn't enough room to pull it out any other way. So, it had to go in with the head.
Talk about a pain. It is hard enough holding that heavy, oddly-shaped, and cold head out at full extension and trying to line it up with the block. Now I had to hold a bolt in place too?
So, I tried braining it instead of muscle-ing it.
|This was the result.|
But, she also gave me a Christmas Eve gift.
|The torquing will have to wait.|