So, today was a comedy of errors. I removed the pre-filter and tried to prime the new fuel pump again. No fuel flow came out of the discharge. Just for shits and grins, I decided to reinstall the old pump to make sure that I wasn't screwing something up. The old pump re-primed without issue and within a few seconds. It seems likely that I was sent a defective fuel pump. Around this time, my wife wants to go out to dinner, so I set the old pump on the ledge of the bucket I was using to catch the fuel from my disconnection and reconnection activities and go to wash up so that I can go to dinner with my wife and kids without reeking of gasoline.
We get to dinner, and my son says he feels dehydrated and not well. Just as we are about to get seated, he gets as pale as a ghost, and my wife, with her mother's ESP/intuition/sixth sense, ushers him out the door, where he proceeds to vomit at the entrance of the restaurant. Needless to say, we came home. Upon opening the garage door, we discover this:
The fuel pump had fallen off the bucket ledge (probably when we closed the garage door or sometime there about), into the bucket, and proceeded to drain my tank into the bucket and then slightly overfilling on to the garage floor and scrap cardboard that I was using for minor fluid spills. I think I can safely rule out that there is any issue within the tank. 🤞 To top it all off, when we went inside, our dog was excited and choking on something she decided to chew on while we were out. She cleared it and was okay after a few scary seconds. This is certainly a night I won't forget anytime soon! 🤣
After spending the better part of the evening cleaning up the garage and trying to get rid of the gasoline odors, I came to the realization that I really want a lift and I am back in the market for a fuel pump.