So, I'm working on the M20 I plan on swapping into my car in the next few weeks. Going through and replacing all the oil sealing components on the entire engine down to every last gasket, rubber seal and o-ring.
Today I did the camshaft seals, rocker arm shaft seals, front main, and intermediate shaft. While the lower timing case was removed I was making the final prep on the mating surface with some brake cleaner. My buddy Burt saw the residual brake cleaner as a good chance to let out his inner 12 year old pyromaniac.
I saw him remove the lighter from his pocket and didn't even flinch. I saw him bring the lighter over to the side of the engine with his trigger thumb locked in position and ready to flick that bic. I didn't say a word. Inside I think I wanted him to do it. He took the first flick...sparks but no ignition. Even at this point did I not think about the exposed and empty oil pan filled with evaporated brake cleaner from fresh drippings that was just a foot in front of my nose. At the second flick there was an instant blue flash and an immediate warmth.
I jumped back not in pain but in shock. Expecting the pain to set in I felt none. Luckily I had not been burned but merely singed. My forehead feels sunburnt the front part of my hair got singed and all of my eyelashes curled up so I had to trim them completely off as to not be poking in my eyes. I look ridiculous.
Sadly, there was no alcohol involved so, there wasn't that to blame. Just the clouded mind of the man brain taking over I guess.
Today I did the camshaft seals, rocker arm shaft seals, front main, and intermediate shaft. While the lower timing case was removed I was making the final prep on the mating surface with some brake cleaner. My buddy Burt saw the residual brake cleaner as a good chance to let out his inner 12 year old pyromaniac.
I saw him remove the lighter from his pocket and didn't even flinch. I saw him bring the lighter over to the side of the engine with his trigger thumb locked in position and ready to flick that bic. I didn't say a word. Inside I think I wanted him to do it. He took the first flick...sparks but no ignition. Even at this point did I not think about the exposed and empty oil pan filled with evaporated brake cleaner from fresh drippings that was just a foot in front of my nose. At the second flick there was an instant blue flash and an immediate warmth.
I jumped back not in pain but in shock. Expecting the pain to set in I felt none. Luckily I had not been burned but merely singed. My forehead feels sunburnt the front part of my hair got singed and all of my eyelashes curled up so I had to trim them completely off as to not be poking in my eyes. I look ridiculous.
Sadly, there was no alcohol involved so, there wasn't that to blame. Just the clouded mind of the man brain taking over I guess.
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