My truck is 22 years old. It is a Dodge 3500 dually. I felt like a goddess when it was new. It could go anywhere and pull anything. It brought me many trail miles…
I love it… but things are starting to wear out. Expensive things.
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The lady at the hay place didn’t hesitate to recommend Brian to fix my diesel. ‘He works on all of our vehicles’.
MY TRUCK WOULDN’T START.
It is funny how one gets used to the little things that go wrong with your car/truck when you cannot easily fix or replace it.
For example, the gas gauge doesn’t work. So, I zero out the mileage indicator each time I fill up so I know how far I can drive before I run out of fuel.
The paint had a fault in the mix so it has chipped and fallen off all over. I look like I’m driving a Dalmatian.
The seat mechanism no longer moves up or back (it isn’t a fuse). Right now, it is stuck in Hubby’s seat position. He’s 6’2″. I’m 5’4″. So I now drive with 2 pillows behind my back.
And finally… besides the loss of power that is a compression issue, it has became difficult to start.
The loss of power and its starting issue has me not using it to haul horses. I had to do something.
THE HAY PLACE HAD A RECOMMENDATION
I was on my weekly hay run when I got the idea to ask the guys there if they had a diesel guy they liked. After all, they had tons of vehicles all around the hay yard. They must break down…
So, I asked who they used.
Immediately, the lady there said, “Brian, here’s his number. He’ll come to you.”
Nice! She was so sure of her recommendation.
The guy there gave another name. A shop. But I liked the idea of a mobile diesel guy because then I wouldn’t have to arrange a ride there and back… and if I’m standing there looking over the mechanic’s shoulder, I’m thinking the job will go faster…
So I called Brian.

I am in the cab, starting it for him to make sure everything worked correctly. His hat is sitting on the engine. As you can see, the paint is missing from my opened hood. Yes, I have a lovely blue carpet on my cracked dash.
BRIAN CALLED BACK AND ACTUALLY REMEMBERED TO FIT ME IN!
I called Brian… he was friendly but businesslike. He told me that he was too busy right now, but would call me the next time he had a morning available to come out and review a ‘cold start’.
And he did! He remembered to call me! And, he came out!
Brian stood about 6’7″ and wore coveralls. He was exactly what you picture in your brain for a diesel mechanic. Was he born like that? He comes from a family of diesel mechanics…
Anyway, he came, he diagnosed in about 10 minutes (something that eluded poor Hubby – and he really tried to find it…), went into town to buy the part, came back, installed it and also fixed the rim on one of my tires so it could be removed more easily. All within 2 hours! Ole!
Brian, you ROCK!
Now the truck starts with ease.
I HOPE A KNIGHT HELPS YOU TODAY!!
