Neanderpundit

My junk has been leaking out of my drawers all day- and I have an atomic wedgie.

You can clearly see the outline of my enormous balzac through my khakis.

I’d go fix this but the women staring is sort of turning me on.

The restraining orders are kind of an inconvenience.

Taking parts off the truck and getting the customs forms together and driving the “Kia! The Car that you Wear!”

The Kia Rio I’m renting defines shitbox. It’s options are CD player.

Oh, it has AT/PS/PB but I think that’s pretty common.

There’s a little slot in the dashboard that, according to the manual, is a holder for parking stubs. That’s a feature. It also changes lanes automatically. Often, when you least expect it.

Takes me ten minutes with a shoehorn and a couple of warm spoons to get in it. If I have to drive it for more than ten days I’m gonna get a hole saw and cut some arm holes in it. Thank god I’ve gotten down to about a 47, because the car, i’m pretty sure, is a 48.

Compression test OK. Wthin spec on all eight.

Plugs 1,2, 5,6,7,8 smelled like gas, and were, in fact, wet. Plugs 3 and 4 were bone dry. When doing the comp test I smelled gas on the above listed cylinders and not on 3 and 4.

The cylinders (all cold, so not the best circumstances) were all beteween 100 and 140, and my cheapo tester is leaky, so I suspect the actual numbers are much closer.

So I think I’m looking at injectors. And I have a couple ideas about cleaning them. And I’ll replace them all, if need be.