Okay...
It was 2:58 pm when I took that photo of the sopping passenger footwell. I immediately turned off the heater. Not that I expected it do do much given that the HDJ81 had the automatic climate control computer rather than the simple slide controls, which I vastly prefer.
I had gotten overconfident, leaving as late as I had. Now time was compressed again. I keep watching the temperature gauge. It is high and approaching the red line as I get off the freeway. It is in the red, but not over it as I pass the Fruit and Vegetable Market (again). What to do... I know exactly what the problem is this time. I know how to 'fix' it with a bit of hose, but I have no tools and no handy set of parts. The designated testing centre was only one traffic light and about a km away and I decide to chance it.
I get through the intersection and then enter the giant used car lot where the testing center is. Of course traffic is heavy. Of course there are semi car carriers blocking the road at several points. But I make it into line in front of one of the four testing bays and shut of the engine. For a moment I just sit there trying to get my blood pressure under control. My hands are shaking a bit, but less than last Friday. I knew what I was dealing with this time. Only too well. The line is very slow. It is now about 3:15 and it has not moved at all. And I just realized that I did not have the plastic hazard triangle which is an automatic fail on the test by itself. Well, one problem at a time.
Having been through diesel testing in Dubai before I knew that usually only a single bay is equipped to deal with it. So I get out of the truck and go over to one of the guys and ask and thankfully I am in the correct lane. Then I decide to see if I can put some more coolant in to get this thing through testing without seizing up. I grab another floor mat and open the radiator. This time there IS pressure. This is a good sign. It means that that leak is not as catastrophic as last time. The water will stay in for a while at least, or only leak out slowly, now that the heater is turned off. So I grab my water bottle and head to the men's toilet.
Back and forth I go. The day is a lot hotter than the previous Friday, and my water bottle is not large. But I persevere. Back and forth. Back and forth. Occasionally starting the truck and moving it forward in the line. Ok, I've got the radiator filled and nothing is leaking under the truck with the engine off and 'cool'. Now the hazard triangle... I look around and see a guy in a little work van several cars behind me and I think maybe he will loan me his triangle. I go up to him and smile and explain and he roots around and loans it to me, which is very nice. I promise that I will return it long before he will need it, and I give him another heartfelt thanks. I have a bunch of toyota emergency kits with these things in them but I just forgot to throw it in the truck.
Now I there is only one car in front of me in the testing line.
I start to get a bit keyed up again. I go over to the guys and explain that I have a 'small' leak in the heater core and I'd appreciate it if they not let it idle too long. The guy nods but I'm not sure he understood me. I start worrying some more. Finally it is my turn and I drive forward and get out. I try to explain about the frame swap letter from Al Futtaim but he waives his hand and says it will all be in the computer. He gets in and does whatever he does inside the truck then drives forward to the brake testing rollers. He does both front and back. When the back wheels are in the testing rollers that truck's rear end drifts to the left during the test. I think, well that's a failure right there. The technician sees me and tells me firmly to go over to the other side in the designated waiting area.
It is 3:47 as my truck leaves the testing rollers and goes inside for emissions and visual inspection. I'm kicking myself for not leaving more time. They do emissions and it rolls forward to visual inspection. Normally they leave on the engine while doing this but the guy looks over and makes a key turning gesture with a questioning look on is brow. I nod viperously and he obligingly turns off the engine and I breath a sigh of relief.
They go around testing things like retracting seatbelts and lights and whatnot. It seems to take forever. Then it is time for the frame inspection.... Up it goes:
I'm a little sad as I realize this is the last time I will see underneath this truck.
After a time that felt like forever but actually was only a couple of minutes it comes down and they drive it forward and park it in front of the little office. The guy gives me a slip of paper and tells me to go into the office. I go in and there is one clerk. It is 3 minutes to 4. And there are at least 10 people in there waiting for the clerk. He finishes with the customer and I push my way forward and both apologizing him and all the other guys (and they are all guys BTW) and begging if he can please help me next because of the 4 pm cutoff at Emirates Auction. He looks at me and it is obvious he knows all about the EA cutoff and he kindly does help me next, which consists only of confirming my cell phone number and accepting payment of 170 AED (about 50 USD). He then says I will get everything by email and sms, and I'm done. I leave the little office and then come to a dead stop.
I turn around and go back inside and say to the clerk: "
Just out of curiosity, did it pass?"
He frowns, looks down at his computer, clicks several keys, looks up and says: "Yes."