I stepped on the gas at a green light and thought, "Hmm. Someone's got a noisy V8 nearby."
I stepped into it a little harder to get up the hill. "Hmm," I thought. "I think it's my V8 making all that noise."
Top of the hill, next intersection, right up by that horrible Waaaalmart megahellmall? Yep. That's definitely an exhaust leak under my truck.
By the time I crossed over the big highway and through the next light, it wasn't just an exhaust LEAK but a FULL ON, MUFFLER UNHOOKED, STRAIGHT OUTTA THE ENGINE PIPE RAW UNFILTERED ROAR.
It's been well documented here on Hick Chic that sometimes it's kinda fun to drive a pickup truck with the full on roar.
But yesterday, the buzz was pretty short lived... by the time I got to the Little Valley ten minutes later, I was picturing dollar signs floating out from under my truck!
I'm thinking, "Didn't we just pour some money on this a couple years ago? Like in my world, a two year old muffler and tail pipe combo is still brand spankin new???"
When I got home I did what any self respecting, farmer raised, tomboy, recovered gear head would do: I left it running in Park, laid down beside it on the driveway, and tried to take a look. The muffler looks fine. Pipe is good. The engine pipe doesn't look great though, and the noise is clearly louder at the front. I can't remember if the engine pipe got replaced when we got this shiny new motor put in last year.
Whatevs, man. There's more money to be lavished on the old truck, money that is not happening right now, and it's looking like I'm going to be driving my faux hot rod like it is for an indefinite length of time.
Plus it needs new brakes.
So watch out for me, everybody.
Ah'm loud, and ah'm unstoppable!!!!!!!!!!