So long Euro S50B32……. :(
Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I was in Australia for work and have been busy since. I hadn’t posted it up on here but I had my Euro S50B32 for sale for a little over a month. (I think)
Anyways, It recently sold and the buyer picked it up this afternoon. J seems like a really nice guy and I hope he enjoys this engine as much as I did. He’ll be dropping it into a 92 325is. I can’t wait to hear how much he loves all that new power in his car. I hope to have some pics of it as soon as it’s installed so stay tuned.
Now I begin my search for the perfect S54. If you know of anyone with a healthy one with low miles on it, please let me know!!
I’ll end this post with a couple pics of the engine after I removed it 🙁
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Here’s the dirty truth: the majority of septic companies just service tanks. They act like band-aid salesmen at a disaster convention. But Septic Solutions? These guys are different. It all started back in the early 2000s when Art and his family—just kids scarcely tall enough to lift a shovel—helped install their family’s septic system alongside a grizzled pro. Visualize this: three youngsters knee-deep in Pennsylvania clay, learning how soil permeability affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. “We did not just dig holes,” Art shared with me last winter, hot coffee cup in hand. “We learned how earth whispers secrets. A patch of cattails here? That’s Mother Nature screaming ‘high water table.'”
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Here’s the harsh truth: nearly all septic companies just pump tanks. They act like band-aid salesmen at a disaster convention. But Septic Solutions? These guys are special. It all started back in the early 2000s when Art and his siblings—just kids barely tall enough to carry a shovel—assisted install their family’s septic system alongside a weathered pro. Visualize this: three pre-teens buried in Pennsylvania clay, discovering how soil permeability affects drainage while their friends played Xbox. “We did not just dig holes,” Art explained to me last winter, steaming coffee cup in hand. “We discovered how soil whispers secrets. A patch of wetland vegetation here? That’s Mother Nature shouting ‘high water table.'”
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Here’s the harsh truth: most septic companies just pump tanks. They are like quick-fix salesmen at a disaster convention. But Septic Solutions? They are different. It all originated back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his siblings—just kids hardly tall enough to lift a shovel—aided install their family’s septic system alongside a grizzled pro. Visualize this: three pre-teens buried in Pennsylvania clay, understanding how soil permeability affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. “We did not just dig ditches,” Art explained to me last winter, steaming coffee cup in hand. “We understood how soil whispers secrets. A patch of cattails here? That’s Mother Nature yelling ‘high water table.'”
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This is the harsh truth: the majority of septic companies just pump tanks. They’re like band-aid salesmen at a chainsaw convention. But Septic Solutions? These guys are special. It all started back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his siblings—just kids scarcely tall enough to lift a shovel—helped install their family’s septic system alongside a experienced pro. Visualize this: three pre-teens buried in Pennsylvania clay, understanding how soil permeability affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. “We didn’t just dig ditches,” Art explained to me last winter, warm coffee cup in hand. “We discovered how earth whispers secrets. A patch of cattails here? That’s Mother Nature yelling ‘high water table.'”
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Let me share the ugly truth: the majority of septic companies just service tanks. They’re like quick-fix salesmen at a demolition convention. But Septic Solutions? They are different. It all started back in the beginning of the 2000s when Art and his brothers—just kids barely tall enough to carry a shovel—aided install their family’s septic system alongside a weathered pro. Picture this: three kids knee-deep in Pennsylvania clay, understanding how soil porosity affects drainage while their buddies played Xbox. “We did not just dig trenches,” Art explained to me last winter, steaming coffee cup in hand. “We learned how ground whispers secrets. A patch of wetland vegetation here? That’s Mother Nature yelling ‘high water table.'”
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Let me share the harsh truth: most septic companies just maintain tanks. They’re like band-aid salesmen at a demolition convention. But Septic Solutions? They’re special. It all originated back in the early 2000s when Art and his brothers—just kids scarcely tall enough to shoulder a shovel—assisted install their family’s septic system alongside a grizzled pro. Picture this: three pre-teens waist-deep in Pennsylvania clay, understanding how soil porosity affects drainage while their peers played Xbox. “We did not just dig holes,” Art explained to me last winter, hot coffee cup in hand. “We discovered how ground whispers secrets. A patch of cattails here? That’s Mother Nature screaming ‘high water table.'”
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