When your Excursion has more pep than most of your friends cars, and more pep than all of their trucks.

 

You know you're a 6.0 owner when you're sitting there thanking when was the last time I drove it like I stole it...

 

Argue about BigDog heads...

 

HAHA!

 

If your Girlfriend (who has never put her hand anywhere near any engine) is talking to her friends about how awesome your 6.0l is while using all the correct terms for all the parts you put on and explaining how they function, all the while catching the ear of the guys in the room... you might own a 6.0l

 

You also might jus have an awesome girlfriend!

 

This thread has now taken an hour of my time, so worth it!!!

I think I'll leave for work a little early just to drive mine more!!

 

That is EPIC!

TAKE... (52)

 

After every startup you think, "hmm, never heard that before!"...you might own a 6.0

Every time after you see another 6.0 on the road you have some sort of dire need coming from deep withing you to know what mods they have..... you definitely own a 6.0!

 

The wife gets mad when your refer to the "FICM" you just got in front of the kids. "Baby I said fickem not f***em

 

That she is! in so many other ways too but that just locked her in the spot for good.

 

OOPS

Sean

 

Your starting procedure is similar to starting an aircraft.

2006 F350 4X4

 

Ok I got a couple I ain't seen yet.

When you an the other guy at the parts counter flip a coin to see who gets the last oem degas cap just to rule out head gaskets.

You get 5k taken off the sell price cause the sales man feels bad that you have to spend 5k to make it reliable.

You dread getting back into your old 7.3 because you have to wait for your mechanic to find time to replace your dummy plugs.

Leave at 6 the morning for work an your neighbor texts you "your cleared for take off sir!"

You don't let anyone else drive your truck because they can't comprehend to keep the boost away from 30 then call you saying that there's something wrong with the wrench on your engine. (Dirty turbo vains)

 

My next door neighbor is an air traffic controller. Unfortunately, he moved in after I melted my engine, so he hasn't yet had the pleasure.