Clearly your truck was abducted by Space Aliens. They sedated it and took it to thir mother ship where they inserted a power steering pump probe to see what they could learn. Expecting to find a limitless supply of Fanta soda (which aliens love by the way), they sadly found none and so returned the power steering fluid and your truck to its parking space. Your truck awoke in a drunken haze wondering if it had drempt the whole thing and feeling a bit queesey. Your truck subsequently vomited its power steering fluid all over the floor and has been too embarrassed to say anything to you since.

Just line every last square inch of the outside of your truck with tinfoil and it won't happen again.


Last edited by RingLeader; 02/28/2012 6:06 AM.

Sort of stock 1950 Chevrolet 3100
235 (The engine shread) (Engine assembly)- 4 speed - 12 bolt - stock front axle with power disc brakes