Un-fucking-believable.
That’s one word hyphenate came flying our of my mouth when my truck stalled while I was on the freeway, not once but three times..
This morning I get in the truck and before I even leave the office the truck misfires. I enter the street and it misfires again and then seemingly fixed itself. I’ve had old trucks in the past and sometimes there’s just a build up of gunk that comes loose and blocks a port or injector but eventually makes it was out the tail pipe like nothing ever happened.. My work truck is not old though, it’s actually pretty fucking new. The problem is letting Raj drive it. My theory is the dumb ass didn’t read the sticker on the gas cap and in the cab that says “GASOLINE ONLY” and filled it up with diesel..
By the time I make it to a gas station the tank is almost empty, so I figure if it was bad gas, I’m just going to fill up with chevron premium, and that sound fix everything. I get about an hour out of Bakersfield before the truck starts misfiring again and then stalls. The engine completely stops and will not restart so I pull off and wait for about 10 min, trying to start it every minute or so with no luck. It finely starts back up and I know Tipton is about 5 miles down the road, I’m going to try to make it to a gas station and have someone else come take this POS home, but not without it dying again 2 more times.. So here I sit, and I’ll be here about an hour.. While Aaron brings me another truck and limps home with this one..