I'm about to say so much about my weekend, I hope Bubba reads it. Nobody else needs to read it. Actually you have to ask for my permission first.
On Saturday, my GF had work so she was all pissed off and the 12 hours of Sebring was on. I have a problem when it comes to road racing, I can't not watch it.
So I watched like 11.5 hours of this race.
When Rachel got home from work there was only like 3 hours left in the race and it was getting pretty intense. What I didn't notice at this time, was that it was pissing her off because she was gone all day and then I wanted to watch the race and not pay attention to her (excusable). Well she decided to go to bed at like 9 and I was up hanging out with my room mate/best friend because he was catching a flight to SC for reverse osmosis school through the reserves the next day and would be gone for a while. When he went to bed, we were watching Unwrapped 2.0 on food network so I was pretty well hooked. It was probably like 10pm and I had to finish this episode but I accidentally got drunk and fell asleep on the couch. I woke up at like 12:30 and went to bed but my pillow was gone. I tried to share with my GF but she stole the pillow back and pushed me away. I farted super hard and out of no where she got up and left, which has never happened to me.
At 5:45am my room mate got up and had a nasty battle with some diarrhea which woke me up. She was still sleeping on the couch so I was trying to be real quiet and I told my room mate that I farted so hard she went and slept on the couch. He was drinking water when I said that so he quietly started choking (very considerate).
Later in the morning I asked what gives and it was so much different from her point of view. She woke up at 12:30 and I was asleep on the couch, she HATES it when I do that. So she threw my pillow at me while I was sleeping and it bounced to the other side of the coffee table so I didn't see it. Turns out, that's what woke me up and I stumbled my way to bed. She thought I was being a dick and trying to steal her pillow but I was just trying to share it because mine was gone, I actually thought she had it between her legs. Then when I farted, she thought I was trying to annoy her out the room so she left. I was just tryna relieve some pressure, dawg.
On Sunday we decided to work on her new Mini. We bought her this car for like $1900 from my buddy's dad to use as a track car (she wants to get into it). It's a 2002 Mini Cooper S JCW, it's supercharged and the blower is hilariously loud. She ordered rotors and pads for it, which were a good deal and we drove like 45 minutes out to her hanger to work on it (I'm not sure why though.. My parents place is way closer, has more room and far more tools).
When I was driving it I kept leaning on the throttle going up hills to see how well the cooling system worked. It hovered around 220-225 (which I guess is normal) for a while but as soon as we got to the hanger the water temp jumped to 242 and it started to puke. We cooled the car off and planned to do the brakes anyway. When we got the car up in the air I realized that it had not one, but 4 locking lugs on each wheel. We took the key out of the car like 2 days ago. I even bent down to look at the lugs to make sure there wasn't a keyed one. It was dark, and they were all the same so I figured it didn't have them. Stupid mistake. So all we successfully did was drive the car 45 minutes until it overheated.
We decided to salvage the drive and hopped in her airplane and did a few touch and goes before the wind got too annoying.
After that, her brother called and asked me and her dad to help pull the engine out of his E60 M5. These engines are NOTORIOUS for spinning rod bearings, on account of the bearing being paper thin and the car turning 8400 RPM. We were hopeful that it was a spun bearing but based on the knock it was making, I wasn't confident at all. When we got there he had pretty much torn the front end off and the intake, which didn't look good.
After like 3 hours and a ton of beer, we got this bitch out of the car and pulled off the oil pan (that took so fucking long, look at all the oil pan bolt holes)
As it turns out, this particular engine didn't have a piston where a piston should be.
Yes those are valves, we didn't pull the heads either but we were able to get the rod out.
Could probably use a nice power spraying.
That's all of the pitchers I have.