Brake Job

My brakes were done 2 years ago at Les Schwab Tires Center in Tigard. Sunday i drove to Vancouver to talk to some guys i knew at a church over there. None of them were actually there. When i left here i found this 1/2x1/2 inch by 2 mm piece of magnet glued to one my shoes. When i pulled it it came out with the top layer of the leather from the right shoe in the rear on the outside. When i came back my brake pedal was making this farting sound. When i looked there was no brake fluid in the front reservoir. Monday i went to one of the Les Schwab stores in Aloha, Oregon. They did the brakes in warranty but did not machine (resurface) the rotors. The brakes aren't working well. They pull right. Today i was looking to take a picture to prove to them they did not machine the rotors and i found the left caliper was leaking again by the line, exactly in the same spot as before. Today at 2 PM i have appointment at the Lake Oswego Les Schwab store. By the way every time i go in the parking lot to take a picture of some part of my car a plane or two show up.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

47 Eagle Crest dr, Lake Oswego, OR. Post date. Click to enlarge.

Maybe that's why they did this back in 2008. Can't distinguish tire size but i will try to enhance contrast on this one. Maybe i'm going to download Gimp after all.

6810 SW Hall Blvd, Beaverton, OR

When i was returning from Wilsonville Les Schwab... I wrote in the comment then i added the picture...

Wilsonville, OR

October 12

5:43 I was a bit drunk last night but i swear i saw on several sites that Don Felder is dead. Should have double checked. I don't really know why sites like this should exist. I saw him at Les Schwab coming with a black Porsche SUV and he looked upset. Many apologies.

Really weird coincidence. I said about Glen Frey acting as a tires salesman at Sears sometimes before 2014 and i interacted with him for about one hour. I was stoned pretty much like right now.

These days at the same truck with BTW new tires i had a tire that kept getting flat for about 2 months now but today it suddenly went almost to the ground (didn't drive it like that). So i said this is it, i grabbed the wheel and went to Les Schwab in Lake Oswego.

There i was given one hour to wait and went in the park.

While putting the wheel back the three Japanese kids acting like Latinos came nearby while in a speaker at their apartment was playing really loud really annoying song in Spanish from which some of the words i could understand where...

Believe it or not, the whole town was soaked in some sort of smoke, i believe crack, starting when i pulled the tire of the truck, at Les Schwab, in the park, here when i got back, everywhere.

Thing is. I don't have to roll any joint, it's all in the air, free, for me and the whole town including kids.   

6:36 Once again they are trying to prove the world is run by Joes.

7:00 There is little doubt to me the Mayor of San Francisco, London Breed, is Japanese. All i have to figure now is who exactly.

10:55 She devil. Still playing in my head.

Last of the Hyundai

April 2018. We bid on a car at Copart. Like IAA, it's a place where insurance companies sell the totaled cars after they pay their customers the market value. They usually specify the areas where the car was damaged. This one has been listed as  "minor scratches and damages". We saw the car prior at the auction lot, together with one hundred others. Did not realize the car was actually in an accident, partially fixed and put back in auction and sold again at a higher price. I paid a total of 45 hundred dollars, including Copart fees.

When i went and picked it at the auction site, the car was driveable, but was making a weird noise at the engine. The mud cover on the right front was damaged, the fender was not holding in place, battery was almost dead and 5 years old. Serpentine belt was bent by a foreign object that gut between belt and pulleys at the time of the accident. When i got home i found in the trunk the broken windshield washer reservoir and the right headlight. Car was painted on the right side, with the right door and fender damaged. It was unclear if the right door airbag was still functional, though no dashboard light was on.

They were some sort of crystals on the windshield and hood, maybe from car being driven behind a de-icer that did not go away after a year or something, impairing visibility. Nr.1 and 2 cylinders had spark plug loose (0 torque) and there was oil in the cylinders and on the threads and inside the spark plug wheels. The shoulder at the bottom of the spark plug wheels  where the washers of the spark plugs seal sit was damaged and it was impossible to seal the spark plug when torquing it. Exhaust was leaking by the spark plugs in the engine compartment. Hood was bent (never fixed) and was not touching the seal with exhaust coming through the air intake grill in the cabin. There was oil in the the cylinders and on the spark plug threads.

3 years of struggle followed, with me working at the cars for hours, several days a week.

First went to Beaverton Hyundai and bought a battery and had it installed. Bought there a serpentine belt and installed it. Bought on Amazon a 6 mm diameter camera (about 20 bucks) to look inside the cylinders where i did not see piston slap damage but oil.

I tried to wipe the spark plug threads with balls of cotton soaked in alcohol, but they were not holding.

 
Designed and build in a machine shop a tool to resurface the shoulders of the spark plug holes. Finally torqued the spark plugs. Ordered a mud cover for right front on ebay and installed it. Ordered a windshield washer reservoir and installed it. Straightened the hood by stepping on it while hood semi-open, several times over the years. Did not realize the plastic grill was still leaking in several places by design, until about a week before the accident. Over 3 years i drove the car from 35 k to almost 100, while breathing exhaust inside the cabin, though less and less.

Did not realize the battery connectors could not be tightened enough, and were constantly getting loose, again by design, with battery never fully charging, until i bought a plug in USB charger with a digital voltmeter and because of needing jump starts several times after exhausting the battery with radio and fan in parking lots i also bought a 40 dollars 10000 mah li-ion smart jump starter on Amazon.

There was foam in the oil indicating sticky valves and squishy lifters. Tried to use some valve cleaner for the noise and injector cleaner additive inside the tank. As that wasn't working, i tried to clean the throttle body when i saw the inside of the composite intake manifold, which was installed in front of the compartment, or the left side of the engine, which was oily.

I tried and used a 3/8 piece of vinyl tube connected to a vacuum cleaner and pulled from the intake ounces of oil. It was  then when i realized that oil from the PCV was condensing inside the cold manifold that was installed in front of the engine compartment and pooling at the bottom of the intake which was installed upside down, by design, with the bottom bellow the runners, unlike any car i seen before. From there, oil was trickling up the runners, burning on valves and making them sticky, especially at number one cylinder. More oil was getting inside the cylinder, lubricating the piston rings unevenly, contaminating spark plugs, etc..

I pulled the injectors and tried to clean them applying voltage and some solvent from a spray can. Can had twice the pressure of the fuel and blew the injectors microfilters. I had to buy new injectors from dealer, for 400 bucks.

Over the years, i designed and installed several versions of catch cans on the PCV circuit, trying to minimize the amount of oil that gets in the intake which i was vacuuming "regularly" with a device i designed myself, made of a piece of tubing and a mat pump. With the last version of the catch can i could not vacuum oil from the intake anymore, there was none left.

A few months ago i bought an Exide battery and installed it and the noise was gone for a few hours. That was until the nuts at the connectors got loose again. Weeks before the accident i degreased the connectors together with the 8 bolts and nuts that were around the battery connectors and sealed the nuts on top with some adhesive. The voltage on the plug in charger with digital voltmeter was finally showing 14.3 volts while driving, 14.1 while idling. In the day of the accident, the noise was almost gone.

The noise was coming from the nr.1 cylinder or the furthest on the fuel rail, where fuel had not enough pressure because of low voltage at the fuel pump and injector was dripping,  causing uneven washing of the cylinder, with probably some slap while the engine cold, and not enough fuel washing the oil condensed on runner and trickling on valve, which was not getting washed enough because of low voltage at the fuel pump, making the valve stick and the lifer squish oil which was foamy. One cylinder working less than others meant vibration at the engine which meant poor driveability at high speed.

When i did rear brakes, a couple of years ago, i saw the indicators for pad wearing were bent and acting like springs, pushing the pads on the rotor, diminishing mileage.

Over the years, the car was doing an average of 35 mpg on the freeway and @20 in stop and go traffic. The car was quite comfortable to drive, due to soft suspension and many options, including working AC, bluetooth and satellite radio (which we did not subscribe for). In the days prior to the accident it was in its best shape ever, with smooth running engine, good driveability and almost no noise.

On August 19 Angela told me on the phone she had a flat. On the same tire there was another, several months ago when i got it fixed at Les Schwab in Lake Oswego. When she got home, i found low pressure in right rear, enough to trigger the sensor, put the tire in the tub full of water and didn't see any bubbles. I took the tire, for precaution, at the same Les Schwab shop in Lake Oswego.

There i spoke to a guy who resembled the current Finance Minister of Romania. Of course i didn't realize right away. Inside there was this Hungarian opera singer who acted like Phil Wick, Les Schwab's CEO after the death of Les Schwab.

The Romanian guy called me inside the shop which didn't happen in a long time, i went reluctantly after he called me a couple of times and showed me a tire similar to mine that had a damaged rim for about 1/6 length of the whole rim. He told me if it was from a previous installation which was in the same shop and asked me if wanted a new tire, i asked him if he had Michelin, the brand that was originally on car when i got it, he said no, if he can get it by tomorrow, he said we should talk in the morning, he had the number on my record, he then put the tire back on the wheel, inflated it and the wheel in the trunk. He insisted to put it there himself. This car doesn't come with a spare, though it has the space for it in the trunk. I found one at the junkyard, from a Ford that fitted. Though spare was new, the car was not driving the same as with the original wheel, especially at high speeds on the freeway. In the same evening i re-ordered a couple of tires similar to those in front which i changed more than a year ago, similar to the original ones. They were scheduled to arrive Monday, however they came Saturday morning or the day after the accident.

Friday evening i drove to Ilany, after both of us changed our mind, first Angela, then me, not to go that evening. 40 miles one way, had some difficulty driving, the car was drifting a bit, they were lots of drivers with weird LPN like KGB harassing us, as usually in the last few years. So i had to go with the speed limit.

In that day when she came from work she said she saw a light on the dashboard, it was the light showing something wrong with the airbags.

At midnight 20/21 i was coming back doing 60 in a 60 area on cruise control (which is kinda slow i recon). I was in the middle lane, because i was close to the interstate bridge where i don't want to drive on side lanes. Suddenly i noticed i was surrounded by a group of cars, left, right and behind. I saw in the mirror the lights from behind approaching at high speed, probably 20 over the speed limit. I could not change lanes, though the cars left and especially right might have slowed down in that moment, living me alone. Thing is i can't remember, because it all happened very fast. All i know is in my mind i had few options except to tell Angela to brace for impact and probably i accelerated in the last few seconds, reducing the difference in speed between the vehicles. For one second i thought he gave up then he accelerated too and i felt the impact. I was pushed forward at higher speed while all the other cars in the group fell behind. When i realized i still had control of the car i looked, the right lane was free, i veered right, stopped on the shoulder and tried to see his LPN. However when he passed he was surrounded by the other cars. All i could see was the tail of a huge white Ford pickup with the letters 4x4 on the tail. I took a picture of the car which was pretty damaged but still driveable (in the end, after talking to the cops who called a towing company who didn't want to go that far, calling our own towing that wasn't calling back, i drove the 22 miles from there to home, on right lane, and i had to pull over at least one time because of a truck that was coming again threatening from the rear).

The Washington State police came within 5 minutes. The cop looked bored and interested in a car that zoomed at high speed. He left the front lights on onto my car and i could not see his face. He said i should not drive the car back home cause it could not take another hit like that, which in the end almost happened. However, i do remember he looked like this guy.

He then agreed to drive before me (while another Police SUV came from behind, following me) and pilot me to a safe place. He exited the freeway than choose a street with poor illumination, near a property called G&G in the Minnehaha neighborhood of Vancouver, Washington, 2 miles away from Columbia river and Oregon.

There he asked me to write on a form called SUSPECT/WITNESS statement what happened and sign it. Then he asked me this question. What happened right after the impact? Because only those who survived such impact know what happens. The speed of your vehicle increases and that of the vehicles who hit you decreases. I think it was a test question. However, he did not write on the report "hit and run" which could have triggered a call for potential witnesses in the media.

Then he called their contracted towing company which came but refused to tow us "because of the distance". So i called the insurance, but the menus where such designed i had to file the claim first which meant an almost one hour conversation with the insurance claims rep. The cop left, the towing left and we were all alone on the dark street. I had to pee in a bottle i had in the thank that was crushed by the accident. The towing was not coming, i tried to call insurance again, got lost in menus and then i decided to drive back home. As i got on the freeway at around 2 AM, towing called saying they are within 10 minutes distance.

to be continued

Romania's Honorary Consul in Portland, OR

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: George Ion <george.ion.email@gmail.com>
Date: Wed, Oct 10, 2012 at 4:32 PM
Subject: Re: Les Schwab BUSINESS
To: James Rudd <rudd@fergwell.com>


Mr. Honorary Consul,

For some reason i have the feeling that the Lake Oswego Police Department gave in to some sort of parallel justice system may include basic ethics since they don't trust and/or are not loyal to the laws they are sworn to defend. I have made several complaints supposedly on file with them that never got answered. I will not try and complicate my life risking any further contact with them. And they probably are not the only ones. Last time i went to Beaverton Police to make a complaint i've been received by a couple of possible impersonators one of them in Police uniform inside that big building downtown with the mark Police on it surrounded by Police cars. There are strange things happening in this area that i can only imagine but i assume you know better than i do. Many years and even before 2008 i was afraid to talk about those because of the risk of being put again in a mental institution. I remember last time i was for several weeks in September 2004 at Providence St. Vincent the doctor who got me in there by Washington County Court Order dr.Sigurdson sort of disappeared after a few days while i was in there. I believe that in the building where i reside there is also living some sort of impersonator controlling several apartments including my own, my cars and the air i breathe.

http://georgesweblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/09/turn-signal-lever.html

Please look further into this to make a better understanding of the situation.

http://georgesweblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/09/computer-age-auto-service.html

And also here

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYIK_bRf9WI&feature=related

I still believe that under normal circumstances i would have been able to make a living for me and my family around here.

It is true that i owe my life to some people that took care of me but this is not the type of life i came into this country and was hoping for.

Right now my only hope is that the Romanian Ministry of Foreign Affairs is going to become something closer to its normal purpose.

And honestly, by reason of how my life has been conducted so far i am not used and don't know how to make any sort of deals even if i wanted and i wouldn't realize if some people would show they are open to discussions.

George Ion

On Wed, Oct 10, 2012 at 3:25 PM, James Rudd <rudd@fergwell.com> wrote:

I’m sorry to hear that you’re having difficulties.  Obviously there is nothing from a legal standpoint that I can assist with.  I would suggest that you once again contact the Lake Oswego police department.  I will be happy to follow up with them after your call and determine their position. Please contact me after you have spoken with them.

From: George Ion [mailto:george.ion.email@gmail.com]
Sent: Wednesday, October 10, 2012 1:03 PM
To: James Rudd
Subject: Les Schwab BUSINESS

Please note that my front brakes are leaking again withing the last 2 days before and after a complete front brake job done by the Les Scwab Tires Center in Aloha. There is also a possibility that some of the employees in there are impersonator and not real mechanics. I also submit here that one of my neighbors dresses like and impersonates other persons. Since i tried and contacted the local Police in the past with no results i don't think this will help. I tried and contacted the Romanian Embassy in Washington but the attitude and voice tone of the greeting message is discouraging me from letting any message. Also all the extensions go to voice mail like yours today when i tried to contact you on the phone.

http://georgesweblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/10/brake-job.html

George Ion
47 Eagle Crest dr. #10
Lake Oswego, OR, 97035
503-675-5086

July 2

3:04 Câmpulung, Copou, Coposu. A song to cope with anything. Cage, son of Coppola. Etc.

2:08 When i got the car from the auction and paint shop i found. One bent drive axle (right). The other was severely rusted with a play. Two cracked struts. I replaced them all but  never touched the big ball joint nut.

I instead removed the three smaller ones at the control arm. Cause i knew the ball joint conic bolt maybe stuck in the steering knuckle. However somehow they got loose on both sides. Kept tightening them. Before i figured i needed single use nuts i bought a whole assembly (ball joint, cheap, OEM, 30 bucks) on ebay on February 17 which i tried to unnecessarily replace (being constantly under influence from smoke from mole holes which has ceased after i finally plugged all holes with added borax). I put some WD40, untigthened the nut to bolt level and hammered them together but not a lot since i had no room to do it. Tightened the nut back by hand and with a new wrench i bought especially for this. I did not strip the nut, no way. I think that 12 mm bolt can take safely up to 100 pounds. Then i bought a tool on Amazon which didn't work. When i went to Reno i stopped once on the freeway and tried to tighten the nut again but was turning continuously and i figured maybe the conic joint got loose because of the WD40 i put in. Today i went in to see what's happening and found the nut and bolt are stripped period. 

While i was weighing my options in disbelief and was ready to put it together (got the parts, but can't remove the old joint) the read head woman, the mother of veteran's daughter passed by and never came back. I figured she went to the office like she threatened once, because i was working on the car. But at the garages there's a guy who also works on a vehicle and he does it everyday like a business. Closest.

What i don't understand is why yesterday or any time before i retigthened the nut it was making a noise at the bumps and had problems steering at high speed which means the conic bolt is loose but every time i tried to remove it it was stuck. Right now since it's stuck i think i can drive it safely even without a nut on it. The nut is stripped but is very hard to remove and i don't think the bolt would pop up so i may just drive it like this for a few more days (Angela's got Monday off).

3:38 A drive to Les Schwab turned into a whole new adventure. I stopped at Jiffy Lube where they replaced my filter last time. They said they can't do it without an alignement. There is nothing to align at this car except for toe but that one wouldn't change with ball joint replacement. Nothing will change. Anyways, i know when a car is out of alignment. He gave me the "if  you want to argue, i do this for..." (he's like 30).

At Les Schwab. Blake Shelton as customer, a kid that seemed familiar came when i was leaving, but i passed.

Some other mechanic told me what to do. A wedge, but that will destroy the old part in the process. Not so absolutely sure i got the right part on ebay. Though mine is stripped, it still works and if i do this i have to be ready to give up the car for a few days in case it goes wrong.

Now that is stuck (as for today) i don't hear any noises at the bumps.

Risking children's lives. When i came back, a grey silver Audi was coming real close, threatening to hit me from behind. I was braking slowly watching him in the mirror and pulled real fast in the alley, stopped and honked, without realizing there was a car trying to leave the alley with a kid in the back sit staring at me.

70 miles, 3 Useless Hours in Traffic

Winter is over. Hottest day of the year so far. Got to spend two hours of a gorgeous weather in traffic. I would otherwise have stayed at home and didn't see it.

This afternoon i went again to the junkyard to try and get a spare wheel/tire. That is exchange the wrong one i got. Couldn't find the receipt (i keep all receipts for all the years i've been here). In there a bearded guy who look familiar let me in to try and find an different one. But for that i had to sign on a sheet of paper with many other signatures.

Couldn't find one in time. Tried to get back home before Angela got here (got a sign at the door, she ignores it). The guy at the counter dragged me into a long conversation when i left. Asked him if he could give me in store credit for the wheel, he said no without receipt. Got behind a slowing moving vehicle on long Sherwood st and got here right after she came. Could have stayed more at the junkyard and measure wheels. Though only when i left i figured how. Wheel diameter is not the biggest diameter you can measure but one inch smaller. Don't know why.

Inside the junkyard. Sexy models walking on alleys while guys where showing in the same ling of sight. I heard a woman yelling in a conversation on the phone or with someone else. "Money first!".

Earlier i spoke with a guy at Les Schwab i knew since 97. He was ambiguous about possibility of swapping the one i got, he said i got to talk to the supervisor, put me through but nobody came at the phone for several minutes so i just hanged up.

So after coming from junkyard i took Angela's car and just went there. Don't know, 20 miles or so. Took the long way on 26. Right when i wanted to get out of the complex, a young woman with a tan Volvo coming from right entered the alley unexpectedly, haven't seen her due to a complex traffic situation. Had to hit brakes to avoid her. Again the extra wide and long windshield pillar played a role. (Not my car in the picture, but similar).

Got there only to see he went home early. Talked to a young guy who ran to my trunk and grabbed one my grocery cardboard boxes (got two to avoid groceries rolling around the trunk) before i had a chance to pull myself the spare wheel to show it to him.

Said they cannot accept those, only if i wanted to buy a full size wheel which would cost me more than on Amazon.

Asked him if they where any red light cameras on 185 where i came from, he said probably not. Got into a long conversation with him about legality of red light cameras. BTW i think they are not legal since only cops can issue tickets, not out of state contractors. I noticed he was talking faster and faster until i could not catch up with him in conversation.

Came back home, i knew at that hour 217 was very slow and i tried 26 and I5. Haven't seen a map of the area in while, have never been on that route at rush hour in the last 10 years maybe, now i realize it was stupid, especially that it was so slow. The only place where it got faster was at the Terwilliger curves, most dangerous curves on I5, and after.

Last night i figured there might be too much oil in the catch can and at bumps and sudden maneuvers it can just splash in the intake pipe. I pulled 2 ounces of oil or more with a 5 dollar garden pump i got from Walmart for this purpose.

Car never drove this smoothly, either because of that or because i torqued the wheels correctly yesterday after the guys at Les Schwab in 217 and 99 missed to torque one nut per each wheel two days ago.

https://goo.gl/maps/dQz3zNKZ9fXWHiiUA

Heidi and the Chipped Paint Wheel

I thought last week i made my appointment at Les Schwab for today, but i got a reminder in the mail on Monday for yesterday. Yesterday i just got the wheel, after that time of appointment, which i was expecting Tuesday evening.

As i said in fb, found the wheel at the door, around noon, i took the wheel to the truck, removed the spare, put it there to see if it fitted (can't trust those web sites, can you, was for a different year but the same part number) and it did, however some of the cheap paint remained on the thread of the bolts and the wheel got chipped on the edges, though not in the contact area, and the paint got chipped pretty bad on the edges (not  the rims) while i rolled it on asphalt.

So i went in there today with the wheel in my hands and tried to explained the hole thing to Heidi and in the end she asked me if i wanted a wheel or a tire.

How come in never thought of this, the Les Schwab places seems a bire haus, with rolling tires figuring kegs filled with compressed air.

So i asked her to get someone from the shop and after long ten minutes and asking her one more time here he came, the same nervous guy i talked to last time, i think he looks like a Hungarian singer, i saw him after in one of the searches, i'm sorry i didn't save his name. He reminds me of the nervous character cop from Pink Panther movies.

I explained to him that if the paint gets chipped in the contact area during the tire installation, it may leak, he kept saying that even if it does i won't see those, and; finally "he can't guarantee it's not going to leak".

At some point i thought of just buying the tire and installing it myself, but then i also had to buy the valve and install it, too much trouble. So i just took a chance and let it there cause i couldn't wait, may not find any parking space after 11 and don't want to park illegally at the Meridian Parking lot where they stole the wheel in the first place (though i added comprehensive, deductible 100 at my insurance).

Back home, i remembered the dog poos issue. So i grabbed a bag and a glove and went for those. They were two exactly in the same spot i saw them; yesterday, when i stuck a stick into the ground to find them. However last night there was this guy in the patio (he is always there in the afternoon and evenings) and he made me nervous and couldn't find those. The second time i went he was... eating.

So i went today, grabbed those, found some more, about 6 piles in total, and when i went in the area where i found most yesterday, in a space between some bushes and the end of the garages uphill, i thought i saw a nervous shadow passing on the other end of the bushes, coming on the alley from the other side of the garage, but couldn't see the shadow getting out. So i stepped back and aside and saw a woman suddenly yelling at her dog: "Common, go!" and leaving stepping very nervously showing a thin and well maintained body. Couldn't see her face well because sun was coming from her direction, kept looking at the large tattoo on her right elbow as she was farthering, she turned around, like she knew i was looking, i really hope it wasn't one from my recent posts but can't guarantee.

So i came back to wash my hands and write this and i saw market started to go back up around the moment of that encounter.

January 16

2:45 Slept most day yesterday. We left at 6 PM. Drove like in slo-mo. Though i slept, still had so much alcohol in my system. Went only briefly inside, only watched the shows around the car in the lot. Because of getting mad, got so drunk, Angela had to drive 80 miles back home. 40 mph behind some crazy SOB for about 20 miles. I was so sick i thought i will give my soul away.

Finally she had this idea. Get some baking soda! Which i did and felt so much better. But when i got home i remembered the resolution. Had to finish pulling the leaves from under the bushes. So i will breath better tomorrow. Ok so i went at 2 AM when everything is quiet, stumbling, and pulled 5 laundry baskets topped of heavy wet leaves or the equivalent of 10 more 13 gallons kitchen sacks and lived to tell about. The leaves are gone for the season.

4:45 Mda au retras-o fiindcă seamănă cu ea. Nu știu cine e și nici nu am chef s-o caut acum.

Am primit coletul cu lampa UV și am pus-o în debara. Între timp au venit și cu isterii (istorii) pe măsură. Din debara vine acum miros puternic de ozon. Amestecat cu vechea putoare. Nu pot să cred că ozonul nu o poate neutraliza.

Vă spun eu cine e de vină. Nicușor Dan, Ciucă, Greblă, Iohannis și Viktor Orban (director în engleză înseamnă regizor). Unde pot să mă duc să încasez 12 milioane?

5:05 Back to the future.

11:50 Nu pot să-mi fac curaj să postez despre minunățiile de știri din România. Mă blochez de fiecare dată când văd că majoritatea "știrilor" par legate de ce am scris eu ultima dată. Totuși, trebuie.

Accidentul din Italia. Mă uit la poza asta și nu-mi vine să cred. Poza a fost făcută în asemena fel încât să nu înțelegi nimic. Din austostradă se vede doar un panou. Există încă o balustrada în dreapta care pare intactă. E acolo un elicopter, dar unde sunt pasagerii? Cum a ajuns autocarul acolo? Poza pare să semene mult cu poza făcută de mine ieri în grădină.

Dintr-o dată, miroase la toată lumea. Lui Budea și altora.

Mai multe legate de jidanul Dracula. Două persoane cu capul zdrobit la Bran, Netflix.

Tortul de pe cireașă, Dan Vîlceanu. Și pentru că seamănă puțin cu actorul acela din Back to the Future. Și pentru că l-am greșit puțin pe deplin în asemănare. Și pentru că în 20 August 2021 a fost un element cheie în accidentul meu. Ce vrea de fapt? Să fie în știri.

A doua zi am primit cauciucuri pentru roțile din spate. Mi le-a așezat Amazon la ușă. Dar mașina era acordeon.

Pe 20 2021 August cineva mi-a spart în parcare cauciucul dreapta spate. Am pus rezerva și m-am dus la Les Schwab. Acolo m-a luat în primire Vîlceanu care mi-a arătat cauciucul nu numai spart dar distrus în interior (ceea ce acum nu cred). Și eu nebun, am mers cu rezerva 40 mile la Ilani și înapoi. Din cauză că mergeam încet (de fapt limita de viteză pe autostradă) un nebun cu camionetă supraînălțată, cu pinten în fața barei din față, m-a lovit din spate pretinzând că nu m-a văzut. Dar era parte dintr-un grup în care doi m-au flancat, iar după, l-au acoperit ca să nu-i văd numărul și au fugit toți.

Exista video de pe camerele de autostradă dar Poliția Statului Washington a acoperit totul. Există video pe camerele de supraveghere de la Les Schwab.

Câte ilegalități s-au comis în ziua aceea? Zilnic și în fiecare oră? Tipul care mergea ieri cu 40 mph în fața noastră, ca eu să scriu și să șterg singur informația că mașina făcea 40 mpg. Cine a pornit chiar acum o mașină cu eșapament modificat în parcare care parcă îmi sparge timpanele ca să nu mai scriu?

Voi nu vedeți că ăștia vă dau știri doar ca să vă umple timpul și capul?

Ăsta e cumva? Poate ăsta... Ăsta nu are nici o legătură (ancoră) pe nume... Nici ăsta... Nu dau eu de el... Un criteriu bun de căutare. Are sprâncenele groase și lăsate. Bine și dacă dau de el ce se va întâmpla? Mai nimic, ca la atâția alții. A nu, el a demisionat nu mult timp după. Dar din cauză că știau mulți ce a făcut, asemănarea cred că i-am greșit-o. Sau poate că din cauză că nu i-a ieșit... Nu le-au ieșit ce au vrut să facă atunci cu mine, cu noi. Să rezolve adică toate problemele României dintr-o lovitură. Problemele însă sunt chiar ei iar eu am devenit o problemă pentru ei cu ce postez pe bloguri.

Sprâncenele cele mai groase și lăsate le are ăsta dar nu e destul de chel... Sau poate poza e prea veche. E foarte de aproape și de aceea nasul pare mai gros. Nu găsesc alta mai nouă sau mai bună.

Cu Petre Roman a fost o excepție, el a fost demis la câteva zile după ce l-am găsit. Nașpa că foarte mulți actori din Ungaria de aceeași vârstă seamănă fantastic între ei. Ca și cum ar fi mai mult decât conaționali, ca și cum ar fi frați vitregi. Poate sunt și nu știu ei, poate au avut un program, gen ca Hitler dar secret.

1:57 Man. Iar am uitat și am trecut pe lângă cuptorul cu microunde în timp ce mergea. M-am energizat din cap până în picioare și acum simt o urmă de durere ca o usturime adânc în șoldul drept. Am ținut telefonul mulți ani de zile în buzunarul din dreapta față sau spate de la blugi. Mi-am făcut curaj să mănânc ceva. Am băut ieri ca un disperat, să nu mai știu de nimic, la 12 ore încă am mult alcool în sistem.

Nu  mi s-a făcut greață. Semn că lampa nouă de UV cu ozon din debaraua cu boilerul face ceva. Au încercat ăștia, au scuturat clădirea cu motoare și au dat drumul la apă să fâsâie țevile la mine, dar nu a mai ieșit mai nimic de acolo.

2:36 Deputy. Ce deputy, în engleză deputy se spune numai la ajutor de șerif, la parlamentari se spune MP adică Member of Parliament. Așa vreți voi să fiți în Europa? Tot eu sunt de vină și pentru asta? Da bine se spune că termenul este echivalent, însă eu nu am auzit niciodată de când citesc news-urile la englezi, tocmai ca să nu se confunde iar la americani se spune congresman.

11:55 Are you ready for this? Not yet? BTW the guy behind all these. I know what he's been through. I think him, like Norah Jones, others, intentionally ate like a sumo wrestler when in public so he can escape. However they found another job for him.

Tires and Brakes

On April 4 2018 i bought at an online auction a 2013 Hyundai Elantra. I didn't know it has been in a wreck, was hit in right front, fender, door, washer reservoir, headlight were damaged, was partially fixed. Previous owner used the fix a flat kit that came with the car in lieu of spare to fix the right front tire that has been in flat. I went at Les Schwab in Aloha to fix the flat. They didn't give me any paperwork, they said it was free, and there is no record under my name in their computer (most likely they misspelled my name).

Around 10 AM today somebody knocked on the door and woke me up. It was FedEx with the tires i ordered about a week ago in the same time with the pads (got to check the the exact date).

I went at Angela's work, took the car and went to Tires Pros here in Tualatin, a shop where i've been 2 years ago for an alignment, when i met the owner, Ralph. This is when i left.

Ralph, the owner, looks like an engineer from Hyundai. When i first went there 2  years ago he looked at the car, knocked on the door that's been damaged, asked if i got a good deal on it then when i left he said something really interesting:"We are here to make sure you keep the car for as long as you want". He knew i will sooner or later find the problems and i will write about. Back then one of the problems was the ammonia smell in the exhaust. Due to the fact that these engines run so lean, to achieve better mileage, the temperature inside the engine is higher and the wear out of cast iron cylinder sleeves (aluminum block) is higher thus blow out gets higher, sooner than for other cars resulting in more oil vapor passing through PCV valves and condensing on the valves. Also because of less fuel, (injectors right before the valves) the valves do not get cleaned enough and start sticking, squishing the lifters and producing the (in)famous Hyundai tick. Also the high temperature creates more NOx that combines with hydrogen from water inside the catalytic, resulting in significant amounts of ammonia in the exhaust. So back then he drove after me in his Mercedes, really close behind, i was thinking, maybe he had an analyzer hid under the hood. I think somewhere where i went, maybe at Reno also, they took care of my catalytic also running something through the engine so it won't be "so good" anymore and do not produce so much ammonia anymore (can still smell some).

He came today also i and could talk to him before i left. I mainly told him the whole story with the problems i had. Briefly. At first did not recognize him cause he looked older (2 years included) and had sunglasses but i thought i recognized his voice and German accent. He dismissed all the problems.

I told the guy at the counter the story (could had been him, with a fresh beard), about tires and brakes, as i knew it at that moment. I told him i've been driving in that car for 30 thousand miles with the brakes in the rear stuck and he asked me if i wanted to do brakes too and i said no, done that myself. I asked him for wi-fi details and he said there should be an unsecured one. It was Tire Factory, but there was also one that said "Tire Pros" and that one was secured but they didn't give me the password. So i could not access the internet to look at the market or upload pictures with the tires or anything.

I had the feeling that we could not communicate well so i went in the back to talk to the mechanic also. He stroke me as too distinctive for a mechanic. I was briefly looking right now at pictures on a google search on "Mexican actors" for his face when i found something else. The face of the mechanic who did the alignment in the same shop 2 years ago.

Ok after some searches i think i found the guy but don't know his name yet. One on the left in this picture

He later confirmed i had bought the same tires as the ones on the car. For some reason i believed the tires on the car were installed the other way around, because of the pictures on Amazon, but he showed to me the writing saying "This side up".

There was a black guy working at a van with a diesel engine right outside the bays so it was probably covering much of the conversations, also making some smoke.

2 years ago i went to Les Schwab in Aloha to fix a flat that came with the car. They said they did, didn't give me any paperwork, they misspelled my name in the computer, whatever. I asked them to move the wheel from front to right rear. But that wheel lately had a valve leak and there was something inside, i don't know what that was making a noise when rotating the tire (first discovered a couple of days ago when i did brakes). Today i figured they just put the wheel in the water, didn't see a leak, gave it back to me the way it was though i told them it was fixed with a fix a flat type of can and the compressor that came with the car and needed a real fix.

To be continued here

Last thing. When i paid they said the cred card machine isn't working, counter guy called "the other store" and did the card by phone. I vaguely remember they've done the same thing two years ago when i paid for the alignment.

January 12

9:37 Yesterday i was thinking. Haven't seen the handywoman around here for a month or so. Actually, i know she's a man, an opera singer from Hungary, but i forgot which. Think i wrote on fb once, i will try to find out. Woke this morning about 15 minutes ago in a choking smell. Went to check. Everything i've done yesterday was in place. Stepped around the corner, in front of the sliding doors. I saw a mound right under the bedroom's window where i was sleeping. Blinds were closed. It would have taken me 2-3 minutes to flat level all the mounds but lately i decided to document every mound that i see so i turned around to get the phone. One ft away from the 7 stairs at the entrance, with a phone in one hand, a blue hoodie and jeans, was the silhouetto of the handywoman. Back turned on me, she looked up at the apartment above and then she left, never letting me to see her face. Went and took the pictures. They were actually 4 mounds.

They are very hard to capture on camera. First right under the left side of the window.

This image came blurry, i was anxious to finish to get back in line of sight (had the blinds open now, could see inside) and moved the phone.

This one is right lower side of the picture. Further away but still within the laminar thermal flow on the surface of soil and towards the building (now wind whatsover).

She was right at the begining of the stairs on the left of the picture.

12:27 Right extreme comes from the naive self righteous and tired from work "patriots" who delegate their "will" to always dubious leaders which always leads to most serious blunders. I can't believe those from Romania actually believe they can rent apartments here and act as they wish. It's all a trick, that beside proving their impotence, bothers me as well creating some more problems besides the problems i already have. I saw SSoaca endangering one of the feeble balconies a couple of times. There is a guy who talks aloud on the phone all day. A guy walking his white beard on the alleys. All fake, all meant to divert their efforts. My advice. Do something else right there, do not get involved in politics remotely, real politics requires rested, smart, desperate and comfortless people and most of all: do not delegate.

2:59 I know what "she" was looking at. The plastic foil i put under the stairs so red dust carried on his shoes won't fall on our deck and get carried inside by thermal flow under door. It was days before the guy upstairs disappeared, again. Or maybe at the dying plant, trying to suggest. All smells, smoke, mold and dust is coming from that plant. I was complaining of smoke and dust forever, the plant has been there only since last fall.

That has been there for weeks, i think it's retaliation because i took yesterday pictures on the streets and especially the bearded guy at the recyclables.

BTW, what's in that truck?

3:22 Today there was a choking smoke in the air. I thought it's only here around the building so i left for a walk but it lasted all the way until i reached the school on Borland. I knew about the shooting range nearby, but never heard anything like today. Semi automatic sequences, i think ten shots at half second interval, than 30 seconds silence, for about an hour. It was audible here, and one mile away basically all my 3 miles trip. When i crossed the alley next to stairs from 65th at the hospital, they were a number of cars that stopped trying to let me pass. But every time a person was falsely signaling me to pass, there was a car coming from the opposite direction. When i got back i saw 3 fighter jets flying above, rather quietly, at first one, then two others in close formation.

6:28 Wasting time, searching for fb posts. On March 4 last year @ the time the guy upstairs moved here i got on the door a notice saying that i have to remove the plywood box with two tires from the balcony. For weeks after, there was a piece of plywood in the street for everybody to drive over. Then i had the leak in the bathroom from upstairs and forgot bout. I threw the tires away because i had no room to keep them. One had an unfixable flat and one was still good, had like 20k more to go.

On August 19 i had again here in the parking lot a flat on the right rear. That tire was at the end of its life, and had the rim damaged (or so they showed me at les Schwab). There they couldn't find a similar tire in that day so they installed my spare. If i had that tire in the balcony, i would have used it and avoided the accident that happened 2 days later. The newly ordered tires arrived at my door the day after the accident. This was the guy who handled my tire that day at les Schwab.

It's been several hours after the irritating smoke that was on since i woke up stopped (BTW had a dysphagia episode because of it when i had breakfast) but i'm still incapacitated by it. My eyes hurt and can't think much.

8:21 Ok this is what "she" was looking at... I put some tape between beams so dust won't fall off every time he comes or leaves or the wind blows etc..

June 26

9:30 Got awaken after 5 hours of sleep (same like the last two nights) around 8 by big noises (like a garbage truck though it's Monday) and then the woman next door was talking yelling on the phone for one hour (yes in Spanish though she is Japanese, i know ninja can do that. Learn foreign languages so well you wouldn't know).

I started to remember what i've done last night. Last passing area before Chevron on 26 when going west towards Mt Hood. There was this semi i was following for at least 15 minutes that was going uphill under speed limit though i think it was empty. Those guys even if the are well maintained, put a lot of carbon dioxide behind especially when going uphill, that usually makes me sleepy.

There were two more vehicles behind it. Those and myself started to pass the truck which went onto the right lane. However instead of slowing down it sped up like they usually do to maybe 65 or more. (Had 75 or when i last looked at speedometer while trying to pass it but was held by the other two).

I know when i started to pass my speed was about 65 with the shifter on automatic, at about 4500 rpm and probably in 4th gear. I don't know exactly why but the truck accelerated after those two guys ahead of me passed it and when passing area ended i was parallel with it and i continued to accelerate until i finally passed it too though it was ft behind me and flashing lights instead of slowing down and when i looked at the speedometer and i was doing 80, uphill.

I read on sites and forums last night that my car has a rpm soft limiter at 6000 rpm when you are in sequential mode, when it shifts gears down automatically (and you loose power when uphill of course) and one at 6500 when you are in automated mode, like i was, when it cuts power to the engine. If that had happened he would have hit me from behind for sure cause it was only ft behind me until i slowly accelerated to 90 and put some distance in between.

If i panicked when i saw it close behind and then flashing, and hit the gas pedal to the floor the car would have shifted back to 3rd, the rpm increasing maybe over 6500 at 90 and the engine would have stopped at that rpm.

How would a semi do 80 uphill, that is another question.

Have no idea what marks that truck had on it, but i'm sure it was caught on the cameras on the freeway and/or seen by other drivers. Or maybe he veered right towards Hood River before reaching the Government Camp area. It was all done intentionally, like so many times recently in all kind of situations, in cooperation with the two other drivers and these guys are criminals that should spend time behind bars.

Similar things happen to me in almost all my trips.

9:58 Saturday night after passing Newberg going east again i was going uphill at 65, passed one guy (a white SUV) that was slower in the right lane when i saw something crossing the street, from the left.

It would have taken too long to lift my foot from gas pedal and hit the breaks so i just veered left in the median lane trying to get behind it which i did, maybe except for its tail, don't know if the guy right and behind me hit it. Seconds later i realized by the white stripes on its back that imprinted on my retina that it was a skunk, the first time ever i saw one. It was pretty big, about the size of a raccoon, but faster.

I apologize for modifying the gear numbers so many times in this post, it was all based on guessing (can't see the gear you're in on the dashboard, only the letter D when in automatic).

12:00 This video shows 4500 rpm at 85 mph in 3rd but it's a different type of Elantra. However if you press on gas hard enough you can very easily downshift one ore two gears and reach 6500 when the the fuel to the engine is cut off. BTW this guy is crazy, he does 170 mph with a flat tire warning on the dashboard. I personally never went over 100 with any vehicle.

12:37 I know what happened back in August 20 2021. The driver who hit me could have pretended i again lost engine power when accelerating over 6500 or whatever rpm, but in that night i was going with speed limit on cruise control on a flat or even a bit downhill area on I5 in 6th gear (fuel efficiency gear) per reason of driving with a spare (right rear).

Only when i saw him very close behind i might have tried to accelerate but it was too late as it would have taken several seconds to shift from 6th to let's say 2nd and even in the 2nd gear could still go faster than 60 which i was going when he hit me (that Elantra was 1.8 engine but was rated at the same 150 hp).

One more thing. The cop called a towing company that refused to tow us for reason of distance (22 miles, wondering why the cop wouldn't tell them on the phone, when he called them, where to). Could one of those two towing guys i talked to while the cop was skillfully recording it audio and video to have been actually the driver of the truck who hit me, pretending he didn't run after all. So i actually i might have talked without knowing, with the help complicity of the cop with my ex would be killer.

3:10 No i didn't. Only now i know what happened, a walk through the relatively clean air also cleared my mind. BTW when i left i poured some more vinegar in the old rusted dog feces contaminated pan under the new water heater and the child actors came and started to yell like swallowed whole by giant serpents. So they did when i passed the camp (the children camp in the park, less than one mile away from down town Tulatin and Martinazi street) they enact every summer.

The mods at the battery. In that day in August 2021 i had poured from days before some JB weld steel reinforced adhesive on top of the nuts of the connectors to prevent them from getting loose, not on the connectors themselves. In fact, during engine running the vehicle is powered by the alternator (and not the battery that acts only as a filter) of which connectors runs through a series of plates on the positive with the negative doubled directly on the body. There was adhesive on the nut of the plates too, but not on or between the contacting plates under.

In that night after the accident and pulling on a street nearby i was casually talking in front of the open hood to the second cop and the driver of the towing truck that refused towing, about those mods.

The current configuration has modifications too, only there is no adhesive involved but only a second system doubling the stock con_nec_tors, actually a redundancy with bypassing and an extra connection to the ground on the negative and again bypassing the stock connector to the plates on the positive, with bolts soldered on top of poles. It is true, i saw yesterday one of the battery poles was a little bent, i don't know why, there is no extra weight on it.

Besides i never had problems with it, on the opposite, it improved vehicle's operation by increasing driveability, mileage and decreasing vibration. I have digital a voltmeter inserted in one of the plugs. Never lost power in years of experimenting with those, then why in that day?

The taillights on every car are build to reflect light and they would have been very visible in the dark when lit with headlights from behind, even if i lost power which i didn't.

In fact on another recent occasion i used the horn as last defense against an attempt of being again hit from behind and the other driver fell back. Now i know why. Horn was showing i had electric power.

But if i accidentally (mis)maneuvered and hit the gas pedal to the floor and hit the 6500 rev limit in 1st gear uphill, it could have looked like i lost electric power. I'm wondering what would have happened if i was wounded in an accident near Mt.Hood, far away from any hospital and ambulance services.

August 23 was only 2 days away and in that day at Les Schwab in Lake Owego i was assisted by a Les Schwab employee that looked like a right wing minister from one of the numerous Iohannis governments, Dan Vilceanu. It is rumored Iohannis has ties with the extreme right in Romania. He told me the tire with the flat i had earlier that day before the accident was unfixable as per a previous defective installation (done at the same shop). He insisted he took the tire in the trunk, where i was hit in that night.

What happens is though they are doing symbolic gestures trying to take credit of what followed that night in front of their right wing audience while the others don't care.

I think it was on May 2020 when driving with the same car, the first day a casino ever opened (Little Creek) after pandemics closure, when i went over a wheel (whole wheel, not shredded tire) exactly in that area, in the middle of the lane. Thing is i did not panic and hit the brakes, the car would have lowered its front (nose dive) and hit it and it barely touched it with some part (cross member i think).

After, i pulled from freeway in the area where she was missing from (not knowing at the time) to check for damages under the car.

In that night at the casino i went to the car several times (to drink of course) and last time i sat in line behind a woman, not unattractive but looking vulnerable, thin and not tall, who kept telling everybody she lost her purse and kept getting out and back in line (for temperature checking) to get in, and she didn't know why. I saw her later in the casino talking with two cops, then why the search that kept going for days?

4:49 This 2019 Elantra is closer to mine. You can realize it's a decent car. As for style, Koreans have a sense for a an elegant minimalism, beating classical Japanese basic pragmatism though lately they all started to look the same.

I think the man was doing 110 on a German autobahn in 5th gear at 6500 rpm (minute 1:58) right before car automatically shifted to 6th. In the US you can see this road quality only on recently paved freeways. Never seen continuous or interrupted lines so straight though confusing at 3:00 due to construction work. Crooked lane lines get you tired, fast. Good thing they also keep you challenged (and alert).

This, at 4:00. They do this to me a lot, slower cars changing lanes when i'm about to pass them. Good thing they didn't do it when he was passing them going 120 mph (193 kmh). And a stinking classic that fills your cabin (and filter) with smoke for the next 5 minutes. I see they're universal.

5:00 Christmass 2019 and 2020. It always happens around anniversaries and holidays. Today was my birthday.

6:30 Never new what steemit was until today when i was searching for his face.

An Accident Waiting to Happen

After 6 hours of sleep i came at the computer to check the value of my car and briefly read the news. The guy upstairs started the TV so loud i can be hear from the alley. After i started to type he came above and started to squeak the floor

The loud TV makes it hard to concentrate and remember things. Last night around midnight i was driving on I5 towards Portland near exit 2. I was doing 60 on cruise control in a 60 (96km/h) area mainly because i had on right rear wheel a spare.

Earlier in that day i had a flat and the Les Schwab guy showed me that the rim of the tire from the flat was damaged beyond repair "from the previous installation" (done in the same shop) and i ordered 2 new tires for rear, which are 100k (Michelin). This model of Hyundai do not come with a spare but with a pump and a can of glue you attach to it and i found a spare that size in the junkyard from a Ford.

Suddenly i saw in the center mirror a couple of headlights coming at high speed and since i didn't know exactly what i had in that instant on my right in the blind spot, though i knew they were 3-4 cars around me, i stayed on my lane and all i could do was tell Angela "hold, this guy is gonna hit us" and probably hit the gas pedal to smoothen the impact which occurred within 2-3 seconds after i saw it first. I got sped up, the man was slowed down, i looked in the right mirror and at my right and pulled on the shoulder.

The guy switched in the left lane, they were 4-5 cars all around him on the empty freeway and he accelerated and was gone. A white pickup probably a Ford with off-road wheels.

I stayed and thought for about 5 minutes, last drink i had was before 7 PM, and called 911. The operator kept asking me if i was injured, with that noise of the freeway i thought she said insured and kept saying yes, finally switched me to another operator who sent the State Patrol.

Minutes were passing. One guy with an old SUV stopped and asked if i needed help. Wind was blowing from his direction and exhaust started to choke me. Then he finally left and two Washington State Patrol SUVs came. While i was talking to the cop, a sports car with modified exhaust zoomed at high speed on the right lane or next to us. One minute later a Police car followed. The cop said i should pull somewhere else, i told him why couldn't we go on the exit that was just ahead, and then we agreed to him driving first, me following and the other Patrol SUV was coming from behind.

I was a little shocked, felt heat and a bit of pain in the back, jaws, now it's all gone, earlier and lately my shoulders are hurting, from inflammation in the esophagus from dust and bacterial infection that transmits in nearby tissues combined with some light exercise and work on car. Angela was a little shocked as well, she had a headache before it all started that didn't go away and only slept 3 hours. Kept talking about insurance and what to do with the car.

She was scheduled to work overtime today. Yeah i know we shouldn't have gone, there was a moment of indecision, but they were three days of litter dust (didn't happen or didn't happen at this scale for a long time) dust was still lingering after i fixed yesterday afternoon a few holes in the ceiling and i was curious about the last fix i've done at the car, with the adhesive on top of battery connector nuts which was holding, but in the meantime too much oil gathered in the intake, should try again to vacuum the intake etc. Lately i've been used to take a break from here and felt like it was the time.

We then won a few hands recovering most of what Angela lost and as usually she decided we should go home. Thinking. If someone wants to manipulate us with the machines, they can do it at their chosen time. I wasn't aware, in my mind, that she should have started Saturday at 4 AM so we left i don't know, 11:30 or something when we left.

When i came at the car i hit with my foot an orange lid from an saline enema bottle, like it's been used and left there, i have some of those at home, can't go without those, for a long time now, got some sort of sciatic paralysis of that area. Casually i bent and picked that thinking it might have come from my pocket when i grabbed the keys, then i thought it was impossible, never put those things in my pocket and then i regretted it and nervously tried to wipe it out with some toilet paper which i threw in a garbage can.

Like when we came, some weird maneuvers around us, with cars and people bullying us, and that was indeed more than usual, could have been a sign if i was capable to think. Few people realize how much exposure to this kind of dust, other pollutants can influence you, especially if moment is well chosen.

Car was still making the (lifter) noise at low speed and idling when i left, voltage at the cigarette lighter plug was 14.3, i guess my fix was holding, fuel mileage reading was better than average, 38.6 at the time of accident, round trip and driving in huge parking lot at Ilani included.

The cop stopped at 39 and H streets in Vancouver, not far from exit next to a property called G&G, in an area called Minehaha?! He gave me some paperwork to fill, car was driveable, but he said i should not drive since the car cannot take another hit like this, which might have been true, he said they got their contracting towing who might come faster than insurance (within 30 minutes in the contract), towing came soon but they said they won't go that far, which was only 22 miles though.

I had some anxiety, forced myself to breath (on mouth) and kept coughing. I told the cops, it was from the dust at the apartment in the last few days. But impact could have raised some dust in the car as well. Thing is, i kept coughing.

I called our insurance, and from the start menu, i could not call a towing unless i file the claim for the accident first. Which is incredible, they kept me with the claim half hour on the phone, right after the accident before they sent a towing (Progressive). They didn't give me a phone number to call to check status of the towing, like Farmers had and towing didn't call within next 10 minutes so i just decided to drive not knowing if they will ever call. When i got back on the freeway, the towing finally called.

Was doing 55 in the right lane, one more episode, a Ryder rental van again came from behind, threatening, i pulled on the shoulder. So the cop was right. Then another guy passed me on the empty freeway with LPN MTZ. "Mai târziu" means Later in Romania.

It's been a constant harassment by all drivers on the freeway no exception on my way back home at night from Vancouver in the past few years, with license numbers letter combinations closed to KGB, cisterns, trucks with logos, high speed passes on right, left lanes and sometimes simultaneously, but tonight was special.

So i kept looking in the mirror for trucks, cause i figured the courageous ninja wouldn't hit me with another car which was true. Because i stopped a couple of times, my total mileage on the dashboard was 37.6 when i exited. One more thing. Earlier that day the warning light for airbags came on. So those would not have worked probably in a rollover or something like that.

Cop never gave me a copy of his report, but now that i think, they can all pretend, including the driver who ran (that is a felony) that i was too slow and suddenly switched lanes drifting maybe, losing control of the car when he hit me which is not true, i was holding my lane pretty well. I know some would try to explain the accident by me driving slow, drifting maybe, and a guy speeding, maybe drunk, coming from behind. I will never forget those two headlights i saw in the mirror coming from behind straight at me.

All i can think is it was stupid, driving 40+40 miles on a spare on the freeway, after all that happened there in the past.

I think car is fixable, Angela says price of cars have gone up these days, it needs a trunk lid, a bumper and some frame straightening. Now waiting for insurance to call. Or should i go online to see what's under "my account".

Several highlights for this post. Myth maintaining. Their maneuvers with their numerous actors and extras on the scene everywhere i go tried to create and maintain the gay myth and the KGB myth. This week was special because Monday is August 23, the day when ex King Michael of Romania led a coup against Marshal Antonescu, while the soviets where about to occupy Romania, many, including some Romanians, Hungarians and Japanese seeing him as a traitor. Forgotten today by the majority, some say it shortened WWII with at least 6 months and contributed to defeating of Germany and Japan by an alliance led by US which included Soviet Union.

Michaels' next to Mud Bay in Tualatin. Think of George Michael. Michael Caina. And my insurance contact on the claim page is named Salinas.


Catalytic, wheel stolen recently, 2 flats on the same tire, two cars smashed in the parking lot at Meridian, one a white Elantra, what could have been next.

Just looked on Progressive site under my account. Claim has been received and that's all. Last night she said something about texts on the phone, none so far.

On October 26 2012 a similar accident occured. A small but heavy built Nissan Z hit me from behind trying to push me in traffic at a yield sign in Lake Oswego (Yes, Country club Rd).

Just took a picture of the damage of the car again on daylight. The reason it looks like this and not worse is i had one of the car's wide aluminum wheels, fully inflated in the spare's compartment. This car does not come with a spare hough it has the compartment for it. However i found one at the junkyard (for a Ford) that fitted both as size and distance between bolts. Right now i had that spare on the car (right rear) and the regular wheel in that space, because the guys at Les Schwab told me i had some damage on the rim of the tire. Now they played the scene of the mad drunk driver who hit me from behind because i was slow whatever. But i am sure the writers of this scene knew i had the wheel there which protected the fuel tank. Sometimes they use these psychological traps, to make everything more interesting. To make people who really wanted me dead last night ever more mad because of my "legendary luck".