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Whoops! Should have done the nut up...


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I have done about 1500 miles on my rebuilt engine. At about 800 miles I heard a large bang from the engine as I got onto the A14. Couldnt see anything missing and the car was running ok so I have carried on using her.
But I started to notice a rumble sound when it was ticking over and it became a bit more difficult to start, as if the timing was out. I thought I had an exhaust leak but today finally found out what's happened....

When I put the engine back together I don't think I torqued up the crank bolt that holds on the lower pulley. The large noise I heard must have been the nut coming off and heading down the A14 as its no longer on the engine! Luckily it hasn't damaged the radiator or done any other damage. The difficulty with starting I think is because the pulley is moving around and, as I have EFI on the engine, and everything is timed from the toothed wheel bolted to the now slightly loose pulley...
Will get a new bolt and check the pulley and key piece for any damage....

Feeling a bit silly, and realise I should have done so more investigating instead of driving her around....

I wonder if its worth putting a touch of Loctite on the bolt to make sure it doesn't come off again or/and just ensure its torqued up correctly..

Mike

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11 minutes ago, mpbarrett said:

I wonder if its worth putting a touch of Loctite on the bolt to make sure it doesn't come off again or/and just ensure its torqued up correctly..

Absolutely both, Mike.

Regards.

Richard.

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Mike,

Don't feel so bad we've all got embarrassing T shirts hidden in the sock drawer! I was driving along and BANG and a brief noise like a tuning fork. Got out had a look around, in the gutter, back up the road a glint of silver, a spanner! I had bled the brakes a couple of weeks previously and must have removed the plastic bled pipe, closed the nipple, but left the ring spanner in place. What mental aberration let me do that?!! :wub: It must have been on the last wheel to bleed, passenger side front, I drove 100 miles and eventually it vibrated off, hit the body and briefly "middle C". 

Doug

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3 minutes ago, dougbgt6 said:

Mike,

Don't feel so bad we've all got embarrassing T shirts hidden in the sock drawer! I was driving along and BANG and a brief noise like a tuning fork. Got out had a look around, in the gutter, back up the road a glint of silver, a spanner! I had bled the brakes a couple of weeks previously and must have removed the plastic bled pipe, closed the nipple, but left the ring spanner in place. What mental aberration let me do that?!! :wub: It must have been on the last wheel to bleed, passenger side front, I drove 100 miles and eventually it vibrated off, hit the body and briefly "middle C". 

Doug

Yes I have done that as well, in fact lost one of my favourite spanners. I heard a noise, looked in the mirror and  saw it bouncing down the road but never found it!

mike

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1 hour ago, mpbarrett said:

Yes I have done that as well, in fact lost one of my favourite spanners. I heard a noise, looked in the mirror and  saw it bouncing down the road but never found it!

Years ago, a colleague decided to top the oil up before leaving work. Half way home he pulled over because of the amount of smoke from the bonnet. And put the oil filler cap on. D'ohh!

I was helping my brother work on his Spitfire in Abingdon. I took my watch off to avoid scratching it and put in on the roof of my Vitesse. Later on, I drove to his house, to church, back, then home to Banbury. The next morning, I went out to drive to work and saw the watch still sitting on the roof. No idea how it managed to stay there.

That same Vitesse later did a nose-dive as I reversed out of the parking space. We'd done some suspension maintenance a few weeks earlier and failed to torque up the trunnion bolt properly. The nut had worked its way off and that morning was when the bolt decided to fall out too.

As Doug says, we all have the T-shirt.

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On 03/12/2018 at 17:07, poppyman said:

Reminds me of my Dad who once and only once mixed up his "pile cream" with "algepan" ....... The latter was moved to the shed.

Tony.

There was a time in our household when the Veet (hair removal cream) used to live on the shelf above the washbasin in the bathroom.  Right next to the toothpaste.  Tubes looked a bit similar too, especially in the half-light of dawn.  Taste distinctly unsimilar though...... "take the fur off your tongue?" damn straight it does......

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Talking of veet hair removal cream..... Has anyone seen this review? apparently on Amazon :) 

 

The review reads: ‘After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly Rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly successful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. ‘Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus’s birthday as a bit of a treat. ‘I ordered it well in advance and, working in the North Sea, I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types… ‘Oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. ‘I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I didn’t have long to wait. ‘At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. ‘Religion hadn’t featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. ‘Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. ‘Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen. By this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. ‘I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid off and positioned it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned. ‘Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn’t managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the draw for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon. ‘I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open, trying to be quiet as I did so. I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. ‘This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found its way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running its engines behind me. ‘This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. ‘The only solution my pain-crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before. ‘Unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my arse while muttering…’Ooooh, that feels good’. ‘Understandingly this was a shock to her and she let out a scream. As I hadn’t heard her come in it caused an involuntary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. ‘I can understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn’t the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn’t improve my status. ‘So to sum it up: Veet removes hair, dignity and self respect…’

 

 

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