Yeah, welcome to the mind of a disturbed person. When I said I was fine with all that sedate shit I was, of course, completely full of it. That enlightened mood lasted minutes, MINUTES! While it is true that if it had gone as planned with no snags I would have been happy, it didn't. It got messed up and derailed and I just don't like "good enough." If The R34 engine was a go all would have been fine and I would have been very happy. I have a huge pile of top-shelf stuff now, though, and that gear is not going on the shelf. Screw that noise.
So, me being the pretty vindictive emotional girl I am I got mad and I started to get adversarial. Sorry ladies, maybe YOU don't do this, but I guaran-godd-damned-tee you ALL your friends do. My inner monologue went kind of like this.
Yup, it was childish and more than a little embarrassing, but at the core, under the dramatic BS it is true. I want what I want and fuck you if you don't agree. I got super insane there for a day. I mean, like, never mid; I want to move past that dumb crap I was thinking and saying, Cliff's notes, I'm going to get exactly what I want, period. Now, I am very excited about the idea of the car being back on the road in any form and this shop can do that no problem if I back off and let them do their cookie cutter milquetoast shit. Fine, do that, gimme my car back and I will start upgrading everything else while I have another engine built. That became the plan. Use all the old shit, replace what needs to be replaced and nothing more and finish the damned thing.
The dude is pretty astute. He got done cleaning the head and had me take a look. It cleaned up well. Two bad valve guides, nothing terrible. We discussed the plan and I told him to reuse the cams with fresh springs and do the Naprec Response kit.
http://www.naprec.co.jp/product_en/hrk-rb26 The head needs the overhaul, fine, do that. We walk over to the block and I ask "are you using this" and kick it. He gets shifty about it and tries to justify it then admits we need another block and he mentions my 2.8 kit going into it. I stop him and remind him we are doing the weak-ass C+ trophy for participation same old pathetic shit build and he isn't using my full counter forged 2.8 stroker kit for that, "good enough, remember?" Yeah, I said it like your girlfriend would too. I'll own it.
He starts thinking about where he can get a decent used block to put this stock shit into and I ask "do you want to use my brand new block?" He's shocked and asks me if I bought it and I just laughed. "Of course, I said I was going to." That block was going to be for the second engine. He's very excited about getting a new engine block to build. You starting to see what I'm doing?
My ass isn't that epic, but I felt I owed you some candy for slogging through all my aimless insane rambling. You're welcome. Yeah, I tell him he can use the block, but he is going to have to take that good enough shit and stuff it. He agrees. OK, now the bitch girl has what she wants and she's willing to have sex. I ask him if he still wants to use the cylinder head with the bad guides. He says yeah and explains the work that they will do and it will be great. I ask why he doesn't want to use the new cylinder head I ordered with the block. he gave me the Ralphie look like when his dad told him there was another box behind the desk.
He actually waved at the old head like "fuck that thing." So, we are back on track, that crazy track that Indiana Jones rode down it Temple of Doom, sure, but that's MY track so it's great, weeee! I swung by Nissan yesterday to check on something and coincidentally the cylinder head is already here! I like the smell of new parts. Yes, yes, I frigging sniffed the thing. You don't? Something is wrong with you, then.
I have heard how rough some of these things are coming out of the box and yeah, there is a lot of work to be done in there!
