I'm saving my rage to channel it into a cloud of disgust and vile loathing and when I pick up the car, I'll pull him into my storm so he can see the blackness ready to reduce him to ash.

Also no on the truck. I'm currently being thwarted by the 2nd fuel filter behind the water separator which has resisted the socket, wrench, hammer and chain vise grips.

I will try heating it next and if that fails, then I'll drill it, smash a spike through it and extract it that way.

Then I hope it starts. I prefer not to let inanimate objects make me cry, but I've been close over the past few days.