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My 22-year-old celeb sixer keeps me busy, and is at the age where I have systems dropping like flies. After the winter we had, I have some serious catch-up to do. I've begun a punch-list and it's not pretty. At the top of the list was the fuel system. Last time I heard, it's a bad thing to strongly smell gasoline around the rear end of your car. I was just one step away from a mobile molotov cocktail... and it's been like that most of the winter. Add that to my blown brake bomb (item #2 on the list), and my car was a jihadist's dream. I actually took to wearing a Kamikaze headband when I drove.
So, it always feels good to complete a project. Especially when you get even more done than you had originally set out to. I actually had great luck in this project (for once), as everything went just as I expected it to. My goal was to seek & destroy the obvious rustmonster attacking my gas tank (suspecting the filler neck, since that's the most common circumstance), and to inspect the entire rear-end fuel system. This complements my work 2 summers ago on the front-end fuel system where I completely refreshed the front lines, pressure regulator, injectors, and injector rail.
If you care to see how I did it. Jump. If you don't... uhh... don't!
I won't bother discussing why I haven't posted since the vikings were looking unstoppable early in the last season. It is what it is. Life is different for me now, and the Vikes lost to the Saints anyway. *sigh*
They call him Purple Jesus. The best player in the NFL, period. 
I have noticed for some time that my car has taken to "Steering Itself" a bit. Yes, as I drive along the road, the car slowly meandered left, then right in little bits, forcing me to constantly correct its steering. I once described it by saying that I no longer steer the car, but rather suggest in which direction it should steer itself! 