Best Weekend Ever...
   
 So this Friday, after I finished my classes, I went to a friends place 
out past Bolivar, MO to hang out for a few hours... That turned into 
several hours. I stayed up the whole night with him and his family 
having a lot of fun, but BOY was I tired!! On the drive home I couldn't 
stop thinking about how amazing my nice warm queen size bed was going to
 feel when I jumped in and curled up under the covers. As soon I got out
 of the backwoods and my cell picked up service, I had a message from 
another friend asking to call him, so I did. This is the point I 
realized that sleep I was soooo looking forward to was going to be 
ruined... Apparently his fuel pump went out and he needed help with it 
and since I am such a GREAT friend, I told him I would. (that and he 
doesn't know a great deal about cars lol) I get out there and the pan 
was to pull the part off a donor vehicle and replace it onto his, 
sounded easy enough even though I had never had to do this before. Turns
 out, you have to drop the gas tank in order to get to the fuel pump -_-
 yay me. We have this thing lifted with 2 hydrolic jacks, 2 jack stands 
and 3 scissor jacks as a safety support just in case. After about 4 
hours of work, several busted knuckles and trying to detach the fill 
hoses, it finally comes off!! Thinking it would be easier to get his 
off, since we had just done it already, we get back to his place and 
lift it up to remove it only to find out there is a difference in the 
under body between a 2 wheel drive and a 4 wheel drive with the off road
 package. His had extra sway bars, 1 of which was in the way of lowering
 the front end of his gas tank. 
We were
 out in the freezing cold until 10pm before we were finally able to drop
 his tank and drain the 3/4 of gas that was in it to make it lighter to 
move around. We get this tank out of there and replace the pump (no big 
deal there) and get it back underneath his Blazer and lift it into place
 then start re attaching the fill hoses, fuel lines and the electrical 
socket. I have him turn the key to give it a quick test before we finish
 all the work, just in case, and guess what? IT DOESN'T @#$%^$%^ WORK!! I
 never thought to check the fuel pump relay beforehand because he was 
told it was a bad fuel pump, I figured they had already checked it. I 
look for myself and the relay fuse is perfectly fine, must be a short. 
As soon as I pull the relay block out and turn the case around to see 
all the wires leading into it, I notice 1 of the wires looks thrashed. I
 grab the wire to feel it, checking to see if the wire is melted 
anywhere, THE THING FALLS OUT!! This whole time it was a bad connection.
 This wire had been taken out, cut and then soldered to the female 
connector that is inserted into the relay box. I push the wire back 
inside and plug in the relay to have him check the pump again and as 
soon as he turns the key... BAM!! It's working!! :) At this point, we 
both felt a wave of reactions. We were happy, but pretty pissed since we
 spent the entire day trying to replace the pump when it was a 5 minute 
job in the end. I was up from 8:30am Friday until 2:00am Sunday morning,
 got home and slept till noon and had to get back up to put the donor 
car back together and ended up having to drive to Ozark to pick up a 
ladder for my mom who needed it in Willard, MO and spent another hour n a
 half there. I finally finished and got home so I could start my 
homework at 9:30pm before school in the morning... Best weekend ever... 
-_-
 
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