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<blockquote data-quote="Randy Tidwell" data-source="post: 2935670" data-attributes="member: 109136">This is not a hunting story, but an example of what I had to deal with!I&#039;ve always been a die hard Ford guy, Dad hated Fords, loved his Chevy&#039;s.In the mid 80&#039;s I installed a new motor in my &#039;75 F250 Ford (the one in the photo above). It was built 484 cubic inch Ford big block (stroked 429). It would pass everything on the road but a gas station. Last trip with it to Montana, I averaged 6.4 mpg not pulling anything, ouch.Sometime in the early 90s I was changing oil one day when dad showed up. He grabbed a chair and lit a smoke while I was under the truck.Just as a crawled out from underneath it, the garage phone rang. One of my buddies wanted some load information off my computer. I handed the phone to dad and asked him to hang up when I got upstairs.After being gone for about 20 minutes, I started pouring the new oil in my baby.Then I heard Dad say &quot;Your trucks going to run better!&quot;I told him, I am only changing oil, it won&#039;t make a difference.Then I got, trust me it&#039;s going to run better. Knowing dad was a practical joker, I knew something was up.OK Dad, what did you do?&quot;I DIDN&#039;T DO ANYTHING!&quot; DAD?After finishing adding oil, I started it up to run for a few minutes to circulate the new oil into the dual filter system. When I shut it off, I got &quot;Man that things sounds good now!&quot;DAD, what did you do?Just got &quot;I didn&#039;t do anything.Well for the next couple of months, every time I talked to him I would get &quot;So is that truck still running good?&quot; I told him I would eventually find what he did. He just kept denying it.The next time I changed oil, I found it. While I was on the phone that old man crawled under my truck and plastered a Chevy Bow tie Decal to the oil pan.I got out from under the truck and called him &quot;Dam you Dad!&quot; He just said &quot;Don&#039;t take it off son, it will fall apart!&quot; Then hung up. I still laugh about that.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Randy Tidwell, post: 2935670, member: 109136"] This is not a hunting story, but an example of what I had to deal with! I've always been a die hard Ford guy, Dad hated Fords, loved his Chevy's. In the mid 80's I installed a new motor in my '75 F250 Ford (the one in the photo above). It was built 484 cubic inch Ford big block (stroked 429). It would pass everything on the road but a gas station. Last trip with it to Montana, I averaged 6.4 mpg not pulling anything, ouch. Sometime in the early 90s I was changing oil one day when dad showed up. He grabbed a chair and lit a smoke while I was under the truck. Just as a crawled out from underneath it, the garage phone rang. One of my buddies wanted some load information off my computer. I handed the phone to dad and asked him to hang up when I got upstairs. After being gone for about 20 minutes, I started pouring the new oil in my baby. Then I heard Dad say "Your trucks going to run better!" I told him, I am only changing oil, it won't make a difference. Then I got, trust me it's going to run better. Knowing dad was a practical joker, I knew something was up. OK Dad, what did you do? "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" DAD? After finishing adding oil, I started it up to run for a few minutes to circulate the new oil into the dual filter system. When I shut it off, I got "Man that things sounds good now!" DAD, what did you do? Just got "I didn't do anything. Well for the next couple of months, every time I talked to him I would get "So is that truck still running good?" I told him I would eventually find what he did. He just kept denying it. The next time I changed oil, I found it. While I was on the phone that old man crawled under my truck and plastered a Chevy Bow tie Decal to the oil pan. I got out from under the truck and called him "Dam you Dad!" He just said "Don't take it off son, it will fall apart!" Then hung up. I still laugh about that. [/QUOTE]

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