We’ve been achingly close to getting the van in for an MOT for weeks now but every time we thought we were ready, the van had other ideas and spit it’s dummy out. Last week the low oil pressure light came on just when we thought we were done.
After an ordering frenzy, we headed down the workshop armed with all the parts we needed. We bought a remote T-piece so we could plumb an oil pressure guage in and still retain the original pressure sender to the light on the dash. In the case of the oil pressure being too low, we bought a new oil pump, gaskets and crank seal. There’s a bit of oil coming from that general area, so we thought that was the most likely culprit of our low oil pressure. We also got a new numberplate made up.
Leo started the day with a set of pressups for maximum POWWWWAAR!
We started off by fitting the T-piece. It allowed us to relocate the pressure sender to a location with better access, on top of the engine.
Once that was done, we plumbed in the pressure gauge temporarily so we could check the oil pressure. This was the moment of truth, because if it was indeed too low we would have to do the crank seal and oil pump which involves dropping the engine off its mounts. Not a five second job.
After a few nerve wracking minutes waiting for it to get upto temperature, the pressure looked fine. Result!
We rang up our tame MOT tester to see if he had space for an MOT that afternoon and he did and told us to bring it down. We rushed around and did a few last minute jobs like fitting the front numberplate and tidying up the engine tinware which was all hanging off.
I’d optimistically insured it that morning, ready for when we did eventually have to take it for an MOT but I didn’t think it’d be this soon! Driving it on the road for the first time was so surreal. It felt so much smaller as soon as it was off the farm and on the open roads. A good feeling for sure. My eyes were glued to the gauges though. I was so sure something was going to go wrong.
It made it to the garage with no hiccups at all. In fact it drives much better than I thought it would. The five speed box is actually quite good and the engine feels stronger than I anticipated. It’ll cruise at 60 fairly comfortably.
Now the scary bit, MOT time!
Standing there watching Martin go over it with a fine tooth comb was such a nerve wracking half hour. I was soooo nervous. It’s definitely the worse MOT I’ve ever had. Turns out I needn’t have worried. IT PASSED!
It went straight through, first time! There were a few bits and pieces like the pedal rubbers worn and a low tyre, but we changed them there and then. I thought it was going to struggle getting through emissions, but it was actually really good. To say I’m chuffed is an understatement.
It spat its coolant everywhere during the MOT but that was just a hose that we’d plumbed the temperature gauge into that had been rubbing on a bracket. We drove it back home and sorted that as well as plumbing the oil pressure gauge in properly and putting it in the dashboard.
Then we had a small ceremony to celebrate.
Big thanks to Martin at General Mechanical Services. Big thanks to them in general actually. I take so many crappy cars to them and they still let me come back. Great garage, very friendly and fair. Check them out and give them a ring if you need anything doing car wise.
Now, did someone say roadtrip?