Hey Skip, you wouldnt happen to know what would cause a SCed s2k to basically just stop in the middle of an interstate would you?

I was accelerating rather aggressively in 3rd or 4th. The engine lost ALL power. I looked down and RPMs went from about 4,000 to about 500 .....AFR read about 12.20. No loud boom sound, but I half panicked and brought the car over to the break-down lane immediately. RPMs stayed at about 500 in idling...if I hit the gas the RPMs would increase but you could tell the car had little power. Check engine light was on. I turned the car off. Popped the hood and no smoke. I couldn't find a single fluid leak and no weird smells. I started the engine again. No weird noises...smoke...or fluid anywhere. It seemed to idle low for a bit, but as soon as I gave it a little gas it pepped up. Seems to be running okay now, but I limped the rest of the way to work. Idle is VERY smooth.....no weird smells, fluid leaks, or noises. Check engine light flashed once but then went solid again and has stayed that way.

 

Dear Rudolph,


Oh, Rudolph, where to begin? I've loved you since I was a child, and I can no longer stand back and be a passive observer in what clearly amounts to a serious self-esteem problem on your part. A true friend steps in and tries to help another friend in need. Friends don't let friends drive a sleigh for a petty, cranky, two-faced jackass, even if he is Santa Claus.


When Santa came over to you that foggy Christmas Eve and asked, "Rudolph with your nose so bright, won't you guide my sleigh tonight?," I couldn't wait for the part where you'd tell Santa to stick it up his ass, and run off with Hermey to open a thriving dental practice on the Island of Misfit Toys. So what if Christmas got canceled that year and all the little boys and girls all over the world would wake up to empty stockings by the fireplace. You needed to teach Santa a lesson in how to treat people.


However, you didn't do that. Instead, to my shock, you were happy that Santa asked you to guide his sleigh! You said, "Sure, I'll guide your sleigh! I'd be thrilled to!" Then off you went with that creep, who up until then had treated you like you were the bastard child of the Elephant Man.


What gives?


Rudolph, my friend, do you know what it means to be used?


Have you forgotten how, from the moment you were born, Santa was totally freaked out by your nose and let it be known that you would never join his flying reindeer team with that glaring red beak of yours? Have you forgotten the rejection by your own father, Donner, who forced you to cover your nose in black dirt just to please Santa? Have you forgotten how the public humiliation and rejection in Santa's Village was so enormous that you felt it necessary to leave town altogether? Do you really want to be on a flying reindeer team full of a bunch of jock assholes who teased you mercilessly and refused to let you join in any reindeer games?


Let me tell you something, Rudolph. Your red nose is beautiful. It is what makes you unique, what sets you apart from the others. You are better than all of them. Santa should have known that. He should have stood up for you right away and championed your individuality from the get-go. What kind of a leader wants all of his employees to be exactly the same? Cookie-cutter replicas of each other, blending into the soulless void of nondescript North Pole totalitarianism?


Sure, Santa was all nice that foggy Christmas Eve, but Santa is not your friend. Santa was just kissing up to you so that you could bail him out of a tough situation. Screw him! He will just use you and throw you away. Please, Rudolph, think twice before doing another favor for Santa. Think about this: If you rearrange the letters in "Santa," what do you get? I don't think that's an accident.


Your true friend,
Mike

 

First thing to check is compression. Still better is if you can get a leakdown test down. I would try slowly accelerating all the way up the rpm range on the way home and see what kind of result you get.

I have in the past fried the clutch to the point where the rpm's were all good, but the car went nowhere. Doubt that's the problem with yours as there would definitely be a very distinct smell from a glazed clutch. You might have ingested too much fuel and the motor could not burn it all fast enough.

In all, I don't think the sc'er is the problem. Maybe the wire to the voltage box was temporarily shorted or something simple like that.

 

morning

 

Dan.

 

Okay. I did bring it through the rpm range up to about 5,000 just now in the parking lot (co-workers already know I'm crazy) and it held fine. The clutch catches very well and have never had the slightest problem with it so I don't think it's that either, but I'll keep it in mind. I'll have to go out and push it I guess in a bit. Nervous about hitting vtec

The gas thing is a VERY interesting idea. I recently have been playing with it to get it richer. Maybe I over did it. If that is the case.....just how much damage could I have done to this poor car?

Oh I forgot to mention that the supercharger itself seems to be fine as well. No oil leaks and the belts and everything look fine. Sounds strong.

 

piks

 

more gas is better than less gas.

 

It's the Vortech Black Box homie.

 

'nad.