This morning, between the hours of midnight and 2 a.m., my fuel pump passed away.
She was aged a little over 183K miles. She was preceded in death by a coupler, snout, windshield, power steering pump, rack, several tires, and a window switch.
She will be looked after by all of your engines, trannies, pulleys, alternators, and superchargers in car part heaven.
May she rest in peace.
In lieu of flowers, you may send monetary donations, ninja dolls, wine, and chocolate chip cookies directly to me. Or smileys. I collect those, too.
