Ishpeck

Sounds t'me like all you gotta do is manufacture your own vehilce with 4" lift stock and you're in good shape.

Fortunately for me, there's a special loophole around the whole "lift restrictions" in my state. If the vehicle is registered as a "farm vehicle," you can lift it as much as you want. So every once in a while, I haul piles of sod or dog food for my parents. Lucky for me, that counts.

Whenever I see Honda Civics with expensive rims, tires, or decorations, I think of the line from Fight Club: "How embarassing; a house full of condiments and no food." I promise, kids: Swappin' out the exhaust won't change the fact that you still drive four-banger engines.

That's sweet.

Fare well and good luck.

Kids or any of the other byproducts of condoms' misuse.

Welcome to the boards! Enjoy your stay.

You should find these forums quite helpful.

Welcome! Viva la Pathfinders!

Bryant: Would you like to hear the worst song ever? http://bryant.rooms.cwal.net/music/Sarah%2...p%20Trooper.mp3 Ishpeck: If this song makes me want to destroy all life on Earth, I'll start with your mother. Bryant: ... Ishpeck: That's my special way of saying: "Thanks for breaking the boredom of work." Bryant: You're very welcome. Ishpeck: I think this song was written by the unwashed. Bryant: I used to think that LSD had something to do with its creation. But now I think its LSD, crack AND heroin. Ishpeck: It's got good radio operating practices in it. Probably unintenional, though. Bryant: Well, for what it is worth, it is totally accurate. Ishpeck: It hurts my brain and brings an amused smile at the same time. Painful and amusing. Yup, that clinches it, your mom's gone. Bryant: *bows* Ishpeck: One of these days, I'm going to say something like that and someone's mom is actually going to die and I'll feel like a real asshole. Bryant: Make me feel the force! correction Make me feel The Force! Ishpeck: Midichloreans are sperm. Wait, no: Tachyons are already sperm. Midichloreans are STD's. Bryant: Anakin's father was really a tentacle monster that her mother never admitted to. Ishpeck: "Um. . . there . . . WAS NO FATHER!" "Honestly, Shmi, do you think you're the first whore to have thought that one up?" Bryant: *snicker* Ishpeck: I don't know how the hell I _accurately_ pulled her name out of my ass. . . . I feel dirty now. Bryant: We've all been assreamed by Lucas. and thanked him and asked for more. Ishpeck: We've all been assreamed by Lucas and gotten his midichloreans all over our sphincters. Bryant: Your metaphor is better. I bow. Ishpeck: It therefore stands to reason, you could pull any kind of sore/blister from that area. Including one with the family name "Skywalker." Bryant: One that can make millions, too. Ishpeck: It takes a special kind of person to make millions of dollars by selling the puss from diseased boils on his own rear end. I think Quaigon Jin is Anakin's father -- which explains why he was so morbidly fascinated with the boy. And "there was no father" is Shmi's ex-lover code for "You bastard, you left me to raise the kid alone!" Bryant: Maybe he's just a pedophile who wants to make love to Anakin's sweet, sweet ass. Put some Midichloreans in him. Ishpeck: "Yeah, I'm uh. . . taking . . . uh. . . a blood sample!" "Hold still, boy, or you'll never become a Jedi!" . . . *Seppuku* Bryant: *joins you* Ishpeck: Yeah, we're going to have a keggar with Satan in his penthouse suite for that one. Bryant: Disgaea, here we come!

That is too cool.

By way of curiosity; what're the mattresses for?

My Pathy got a mountain of MRE's and packets of drinking water -- for the times when I take it into the boonies and leprechauns slash all the tires, break my antanna and cut my hamstrings. . . .

Beware the timing belt demons!

I think you'll like then NPORA community. Helpful, friendly people.

Welcome to the NPORA board. Everyone sing praises to their Japanese 4x4's! BANZAI!

Lessee... - First Aid Kit x2 - Those "hand warmer" packs x4 - An assortment of knives - Various wrenches - Assorted screw drivers - Pliars, wire cutters/strippers - Multimeter - Few feet of copper cable - Electrical tape - Duct tape xInfinity - Flashlight - Various radio parts - Conglomeration of spare engine parts - Trash from the last eleven years. . . .

You will find this community quite helpful. Viva la Pathfinder!

That's nifty.

I bought my 'Finder from a buddy because he wanted it to have a good home and a bright future.

It's terrifying how often those two overlap.

Thanks for the greetings and advice. You guys rock.

Thanks!

I bought an '88 Pathfinder from my buddy because I wanted to do something adventerous --- and a place to keep my ham radio stuff that my wife wouldn't abhor. I'm loving it so far. Lots of fun. (Before anyone asks, I have a fairly new timing belt and am keeping my eye on it.) Utlimately, I plan on making it a glorious tribute to the dieties of off-road joy but I gotta take it in paycheck-sized steps at a time. My first step is to get the darn thing to pass emissions tests. I've been trying to solve a timing problem (emissions test guy says I'm putting out hydrocarbons like a WWII tank manufacturing facility) and my mechanic friend says that I may need to replace the distributor before I can get the timing right. I figure since I've tried everything else I can think of (plugs, cap, and the basics), it's worth a shot. The closest wrecking yard says they have distributors for the '89 Pathfinder. So my question is: Does anyone know how different the distributors in the 89 pathfinders are from the 88 models? Or could I instlal the distributor from the 89 model without much trouble?

I need a distributor for my 88 Pathfinder.