I swear.... working with these people has been like herding cats. I was up at Saturn afterhours tonight, and they were powerscrubbing their service area. They must do it to remove the marks where their knuckles drag.
Good News: The SSE is home, safe and sound. Supposedly, the uppers are all done. New plugs. The car is back to the right feel. Throttle is crisp and and the car has that agile lightness.
Expected News: They didn't do the LIM.
This was a function of my jumbled past 36 hours. I had something of personal importance going on and couldn't catch a full frontal phone discussion with them. Everything was phone mail. I knew I shouldn't let them get ahead of me, but i dropped the ball.
So the last phone message I pulled today was "We're done!". Kinda gave me an image of a 9 year old standing with greasecovered, smiling pride.. after having learned to use a wrench... took your lawntractor apart.
From preceeding messages, I guessed they decided to skip the pending confrontation and "tore apart the engine". Those were their words, I'll have to translate from Saturnese (Valley dialect). In English..."We removed the throttle body, fuel rail, the several other connections, and unbolted the plenum (they even found the hidden bolt!)." I'm surprised they didn't call it a day after that exhausting experience. However, they must have cowboyed up and pressed on.
They confessed to finding the plenum warped and the gasket compromised. From this profound discovery they became immediately enlightened. So enlightened in fact, they were struck by a vision of the LIM. Even though they couldn't see it, they concluded from the mystical vision that it was intact, serenely unaffected by two major engine failures. I was tempted to stop and alert the press to the Miracle of the Enlightened Valley, but I just had to hear the rest of the message...
"That gasket was replaced before you bought the car."
The car is 11 model years old, I was hoping for a little more specific time frame than sometime in the last decade. But ya go with what ya got. Actually, I think I know what he was saying.
So in summary on the last pass they acted out their lack of character by denying me the LIM. In reflection, with their lack of anything vaguely resembling ethics, ignorance of their own profession, and borderline personality disorders... I'm lucky I didn't find a mud puppy on the front seat of the car, left by some repressed passive-aggressive.. I'm going to have to go through the bills, but I think I cost them about $1600 on the warranty. In actual dollars, maybe $900 out of pocket, plus lost opportunity.
I'm recouping tomorrow. Have to hit the car and check the work in the light. Plus get the oil turned catalytic acid out of the car. I'll have to take her out and run her. It will probably be a shock to her system. In the past 3 weeks she'* had more miles on a tow bed, than on the road.
And..... with me a story that doesn't have a perfect ending, is just a story that isn't done yet. Let'* see.. I have 100 miles left on the warranty, a legal aid person helping me, a bill for $80 at the Pontiac dealer, and an LIM that may or may not be sound....hmmm
If anyone recognizes my graphic novel avatar, you know I have a moral imperative.