Past two weekends we removed a good portion of the front end of the engine in an effort to replace the spark plugs, timing belt and water pump plus associated tensioners because the PO was a flipper and had no maintenance records.
Before we fucked with it
All the parts which were effectively fucked
At the same time, clearing out so much of the engine bay allowed unique access to some grease points as well as an unexpected angle on the front upper shock mounts, so we went ahead and continued with the fuckeration and greased/replaced them while it was laid bare. We also replaced what I had assumed was a faulty oil pressure sending unit.
And when it was all said and done, cleaned and flushed and reassembled and fluids refilled, lo and behold it started up, and didn't leak. Sadly the replacement oil pressure sending unit made no difference, leading me to believe I have a bad pressure gauge in the dash. We also had a pair of new rear shocks but a certain website that shall remain nameless (but sounds like shockmotto) sent me two different rear shocks, so we are waiting on the correct one to arrive. Nevertheless my son and I learned together that this car can take a good fucking and make it through.
It's time for Humankind to ditch the imaginary friends of our species' childhood and grow the fuck up.
"Lasse mich deine Seele dem Herrscher der Finsternis opfern"
Let me sacrifice your soul to the ruler of darkness
Always carry a bottle of whiskey when you travel in case of a snakebite. Futhermore, always carry a small snake.