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The car ran perfect almost all week. On Sunday I cruised over to the BLM campground to see if there were any other cars to run with. I ran into Sand Crab and his wife and he told me I was leaking something. I shut the car off and saw that I was basically sitting in a pool of gasoline. Having just cleaned my fuel filters and adding a shut off valve to the system my first tought was that I had missed a line or had a loose line somewhere. I had him kick the key on while I looked for the leak with the pumps on and saw that the return line to the tank from the motor was spewing gas all over. I realized that the AN nut under the inspection plate must have worked loose again and fell into the foam. I was able to re-attach it enough to get back to camp by using zip ties but felt like was a rolling bomb the whole way. Once I got the car in the trailer the work began, in order to get to the inspection plate I had to remove the back two bolts to the seat and loosen the front ones to lean the seat forward. Then remove the body panel and get to the plate. The genius in Boulder City (who will remain nameless) moved the tank to get to the front of the old motor and in doing so he must have lost 3-4 of the bolts so instead of them all being 11 MM some were 3/8's. So I could use a socket on all of them but about 7 which were under a hard water line that I didn't want to take off and loose coolant along with a giant mess. I went to my trusty toolbox for my Craftsman ratcheting box end 11MM wrench ah but the cupboard was bare of that specific size. Seems it grew legs and wandered off never to be seen again. I always wonder how that happens but anyway I had to go at those 7 with an old fashion box and open end wrench and due to access issues I could only get about 1/4 to 1/2 " movement at a time What a PIA!. Anyway found the nut, used some latex liquid on the threads to keep the nut on this time and re assembled the tank. By this time it was about 1AM and my back had reached an overload so I went to bed and laid their for 2 hours while my back screamed. Finally off to sleep and when I finally got up I went out I put it all together and it ran great all week. Temp never got up over 200 and the fans brought it back down to 180 or below right away so that worked. The sand up there is soft so I found that pumping the tires to about 17 PSI helped the motor spin in the high altitude and it made it a fun ride as the rear end then liked to slip a bit:). Those dunes are like nothing you have ever seen and if we could ever get a group together I would love to go again. But going camping alone was just not the same although it was still a good trip. Now I just have to get Garret's bike fixed, it's blowing oil from who knows where so at least it wasn't gas.