Now all I have to do is run to AutoZone and get a new fuel pump, and reinstall. Easy-peasy, japanesey.

Except Autozone, which has been open to 11:00 for the past eight years, is now closed at nine. I scrambled to get this down before ten, giving myself a comfortable margin, and the door is locked as i walk up.

So tomorrow morning I have an appointment and I must deal wiht that- and back to hammer away at this in the evening. Good lord.

So I button the tank up so it’s at least sealed, and come indoors.

What a monumental pain in my tuchas.