I know I said I was not going to do it. I was not going to name the new/used truck. I was not going to get attached to him at all. But in my defense, well I am a female and we do tend to name our inanimate objects, even though I said NOT THIS TIME.. But seriously, the truck was begging for a name, and was deemed appropriately enough through no fault of my own. In fact, the reason this truck has a name, is entirely the fault of some mechanic who could not pay attention to simple instructions.
This is a picture of one of three repairs made to my truck. You will notice several rivets. These rivets are holding a piece of fiber glass to the under side of this crack. This split is a direct result of the previous driver shoving the fuel nozzle too hard to get it into the tank, because the tank is turned almost completely upright. A major inconvenience to fuel, but this was not the source of my annoyance.
Thankfully, the night shift mechanic was willing to assist me. He mig welded the clip back into place and tightened everything back down into a snug position, therefore eliminating the risk of the complete loss of my sanity, for at least a little while longer. And, with no extra parts left exposed like little scars. No rivets, no nothing...Just a repair made, as I had requested.