NY Twin Turbo
All the good stuff.....Times 2.
So, let me tell you my story.
First the good stuff...........................................
I've had a lot of problems scheduling some fun time with the Twin Turbo lately. And I have had this annoying rear main leak that needed to be dealt with. I'm sick of climbing under the car to wipe it down every time I drive it. The Buick's underside is always spotless, and I want it to stay that way.
Friday morning I had a slot and the weather was nice and this was the time that I needed to get this problem done. So, I called Jack Cotton and told him "I'm coming up now!" I left at 7:15 AM from New York to drive the Buick for 2 hours to Western Massachusetts. I love driving the Buick on short weekend road trips. But the rear main leak kept me off the throttle. I asked my girlfriend to follow along in the daily beater because I know how these trips to Cotton's Performance can go. One minute I'm getting a leak fixed, the next.....we end up tubbing the rear and installing a parachute!!!
Traffic in Stamford, New Haven, and Hartford. We got to Cotton's about 3 hours later.
We let the car cool down a bit, and then I got strait to work. Aluminum oil pan, Dutweiler pump set-up. Disconnect intercooler/turbo plumbing because we needed to lift the engine a bit. Brian Cotton did the main seal job while I used about a hundred cans of the poor guy's brake-clean and shop rags to get it all polished and prettied up again.
We had lunch up there with the boys. My poor girlfriend loves the Buick but I know she was bored out of her mind. But she hangs in there for me. After the shop, I stopped by the boys houses to say hello to their significant others. As always, I had a good time!! Some hugs and kisses goodbye. I filled up the Buick's fuel cell at Sunoco and got on the road about 9:30 PM for the trip home to NY.
Now the bad stuff happens.......................................
I decide to get a few data logs in on the trip back. On I-91, before Middletown Connecticut, I hit it a few times to make recordings. Nothing major, just some half throttle low boost pulls. The air was cool and so were the tires and it pulled like a fucking monster! Scared me a bit, so I decided that was enough. I gave my girlfriend time to catch up in the daily beater.
Then I see a State Trooper's police lights behind my girlfriends car in the rear view mirror. She moves over to allow him to roll up on my bumper. But he's not pulling me over. He pulling her over!!!! I continued on to the next exit while she deals with the trooper. He told her he pulled her over for cell phone use, and then he said he smelled alcohol! He was lying! And then made her get out of the car to do the "eye follows the finger" test. She had one Twisted Tea at 2:00 PM with lunch. It was almost 10:30 at night! He gave her a ticket for pulling into the left shoulder instead of the right. She was scared and nervous. And I waited for her when she was done with him off the next exit. I hugged her and told her it's OK. You just got a ticket.
After this, we killed more time trying to find a decent good old fashioned diner off any exit to eat something and relax a bit. But it seems "you people" outside of New York all go to bed to damned early. And I try not to eat anything from a franchised fast food place. I'm Italian, it's against my religion.
Around 1:30 AM we pulled off exit 16 on I-95 in New Rochelle NY. Home!
Then this happens.................................................
The Buick just turns off!... Dies!... Dead!... Nothing, like I turned off the key. I put it in neutral while I rolled off the exit and tried to restart it. But nothing. I used the momentum to get me through the first intersection and then I had to pull over with the hazards on. She pulled up behind me. Then a New Rochelle cop pulled up behind her.
I got out and walked to the police car and told the cop that I had a bad computer sensor (I noticed that the crank sensor light on the XFI would only blink once or twice then stop when I was cranking.) I told him it will only take a few minutes to fix if I can just run to my garage and get the part I need. He came over to the Buick to take a closer look. By now, the hood was open and he almost goes into shock! You drove this from where?!!
He said OK but you can't leave it here. Then he helped me push it into a New Rochelle DPW driveway!
Knowing it would be routinely checked on, I leave the Buick behind and go with my girlfriend to my garage. I grabbed a sheet of cardboard, hydraulic jack, ratchet, extensions, assorted socket tray, jumper cables, crank sensors, and a coil pack with module.
I get back to the Buick threw the cardboard down and jacked it up. Using the I-Phone light, I took a look. There wasn't a damned thing wrong with the crank sensor! Grabbed the flexplate and spun the engine a bit. wiggled it a little and checked the plug connection. Yup, it was fine.
On to the next thing.........................................................
The coil with module. I knew it wasn't the coil pack. It didn't stumble or sputter. It just died. But I didn't have time to separate the two on the spot. I-Phone light in hand, I changed the whole assembly with my spare. The XFI wouldn't let me start the engine because the voltage was too low from previous cranking. We connected the jumper cables and turned it over.
BAM! It worked!
Got home at 3:30 AM, didn't get to sleep until around 4:15. Just like the old days!
I need a spare module that is proven to work! Jack doesn't have any right now. Who sells a guaranteed and tested good one? I don't like not having spare stuff sitting around. If I can't have a 100 percent proven spare, then I might be going coil-on-plug this winter. But for now, I still need a spare.
First the good stuff...........................................
I've had a lot of problems scheduling some fun time with the Twin Turbo lately. And I have had this annoying rear main leak that needed to be dealt with. I'm sick of climbing under the car to wipe it down every time I drive it. The Buick's underside is always spotless, and I want it to stay that way.
Friday morning I had a slot and the weather was nice and this was the time that I needed to get this problem done. So, I called Jack Cotton and told him "I'm coming up now!" I left at 7:15 AM from New York to drive the Buick for 2 hours to Western Massachusetts. I love driving the Buick on short weekend road trips. But the rear main leak kept me off the throttle. I asked my girlfriend to follow along in the daily beater because I know how these trips to Cotton's Performance can go. One minute I'm getting a leak fixed, the next.....we end up tubbing the rear and installing a parachute!!!
Traffic in Stamford, New Haven, and Hartford. We got to Cotton's about 3 hours later.
We let the car cool down a bit, and then I got strait to work. Aluminum oil pan, Dutweiler pump set-up. Disconnect intercooler/turbo plumbing because we needed to lift the engine a bit. Brian Cotton did the main seal job while I used about a hundred cans of the poor guy's brake-clean and shop rags to get it all polished and prettied up again.
We had lunch up there with the boys. My poor girlfriend loves the Buick but I know she was bored out of her mind. But she hangs in there for me. After the shop, I stopped by the boys houses to say hello to their significant others. As always, I had a good time!! Some hugs and kisses goodbye. I filled up the Buick's fuel cell at Sunoco and got on the road about 9:30 PM for the trip home to NY.
Now the bad stuff happens.......................................
I decide to get a few data logs in on the trip back. On I-91, before Middletown Connecticut, I hit it a few times to make recordings. Nothing major, just some half throttle low boost pulls. The air was cool and so were the tires and it pulled like a fucking monster! Scared me a bit, so I decided that was enough. I gave my girlfriend time to catch up in the daily beater.
Then I see a State Trooper's police lights behind my girlfriends car in the rear view mirror. She moves over to allow him to roll up on my bumper. But he's not pulling me over. He pulling her over!!!! I continued on to the next exit while she deals with the trooper. He told her he pulled her over for cell phone use, and then he said he smelled alcohol! He was lying! And then made her get out of the car to do the "eye follows the finger" test. She had one Twisted Tea at 2:00 PM with lunch. It was almost 10:30 at night! He gave her a ticket for pulling into the left shoulder instead of the right. She was scared and nervous. And I waited for her when she was done with him off the next exit. I hugged her and told her it's OK. You just got a ticket.
After this, we killed more time trying to find a decent good old fashioned diner off any exit to eat something and relax a bit. But it seems "you people" outside of New York all go to bed to damned early. And I try not to eat anything from a franchised fast food place. I'm Italian, it's against my religion.
Around 1:30 AM we pulled off exit 16 on I-95 in New Rochelle NY. Home!
Then this happens.................................................
The Buick just turns off!... Dies!... Dead!... Nothing, like I turned off the key. I put it in neutral while I rolled off the exit and tried to restart it. But nothing. I used the momentum to get me through the first intersection and then I had to pull over with the hazards on. She pulled up behind me. Then a New Rochelle cop pulled up behind her.
I got out and walked to the police car and told the cop that I had a bad computer sensor (I noticed that the crank sensor light on the XFI would only blink once or twice then stop when I was cranking.) I told him it will only take a few minutes to fix if I can just run to my garage and get the part I need. He came over to the Buick to take a closer look. By now, the hood was open and he almost goes into shock! You drove this from where?!!
He said OK but you can't leave it here. Then he helped me push it into a New Rochelle DPW driveway!
Knowing it would be routinely checked on, I leave the Buick behind and go with my girlfriend to my garage. I grabbed a sheet of cardboard, hydraulic jack, ratchet, extensions, assorted socket tray, jumper cables, crank sensors, and a coil pack with module.
I get back to the Buick threw the cardboard down and jacked it up. Using the I-Phone light, I took a look. There wasn't a damned thing wrong with the crank sensor! Grabbed the flexplate and spun the engine a bit. wiggled it a little and checked the plug connection. Yup, it was fine.
On to the next thing.........................................................
The coil with module. I knew it wasn't the coil pack. It didn't stumble or sputter. It just died. But I didn't have time to separate the two on the spot. I-Phone light in hand, I changed the whole assembly with my spare. The XFI wouldn't let me start the engine because the voltage was too low from previous cranking. We connected the jumper cables and turned it over.
BAM! It worked!
Got home at 3:30 AM, didn't get to sleep until around 4:15. Just like the old days!
I need a spare module that is proven to work! Jack doesn't have any right now. Who sells a guaranteed and tested good one? I don't like not having spare stuff sitting around. If I can't have a 100 percent proven spare, then I might be going coil-on-plug this winter. But for now, I still need a spare.