flying_silverad
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My mom (who is going to be 84 this year BTW) has a nearly pristine 1987 Chevrolet Caprice Estate Wagon. She has had this oil leak for the last year that has gotten worse. Her Mech said it might be a rear main seal leak and I sort of went along with it since her son (me) can sometimes slip his nose into his mothers business when he shouldn't .
Anyway, the leak got worse. Alot worse. Like 2 quarts in ten miles worse So, off to the mechanic for a belly scrub and a check up. She called me up Thursday and said she had heard from the mechanic and he said it was only the valve cover gaskets. I was relieved.
Well, yesterday I saw the bill. Among other work she had done, they charged her about $360 to replace her valve cover gaskets. (Ejection stage..POP)
In my haste, I made the mistake of comparing her car to the 1969 Chevelle I had when I was a kid. Run to NAPA, set of gaskets, $6.00. Took me about 30 minutes, less if I didn't feel like adjusting the lifters.
Then I looked under the bonnet of my mothers "Queen Mary". I had forgotten what a pile of hoses it really was under there. There was more stuff on that motor than scales on a Bluefish! After taking stock in just what the mech must have had to take off and put back on, I closed the hood and looked at my mom standing there with the bill in her hand. "They must have made a mistake mom, they should have charged you alot more!"
Anyway, the leak got worse. Alot worse. Like 2 quarts in ten miles worse So, off to the mechanic for a belly scrub and a check up. She called me up Thursday and said she had heard from the mechanic and he said it was only the valve cover gaskets. I was relieved.
Well, yesterday I saw the bill. Among other work she had done, they charged her about $360 to replace her valve cover gaskets. (Ejection stage..POP)
In my haste, I made the mistake of comparing her car to the 1969 Chevelle I had when I was a kid. Run to NAPA, set of gaskets, $6.00. Took me about 30 minutes, less if I didn't feel like adjusting the lifters.
Then I looked under the bonnet of my mothers "Queen Mary". I had forgotten what a pile of hoses it really was under there. There was more stuff on that motor than scales on a Bluefish! After taking stock in just what the mech must have had to take off and put back on, I closed the hood and looked at my mom standing there with the bill in her hand. "They must have made a mistake mom, they should have charged you alot more!"