Well there's a shocker indeed. You live and learn every day but I never expected that one.
The initial reaction is one of thinking so the production run of this engine is over and thereby all prior problems are hereby eradicated and effectively zeroed and we all go on our happy way well satisfied.
My mind flashes back to an old JJ exam question here.
What are the circumstances whereby CC does not mean CUbic Capacity?
When it means " claustine cover up."
When it means " crap cover up "
When it means " confidential clauses apply "
Now I am an outsider here and I don't know whether your arrangement is a genset one, ashore or afloat or on shafts somewhere but the seeming " writing off " of all your prior defects provokes the James Bond instincts in me and as such all manner of thoughts are now racing through my mind.
Again I am in the dark here, I don't know what ( if any ) buying power your folks might have over there and how many of this model engines or other MAN's you might run but for my money the extraordinary seemingly accepted answer and the purveyed "end of the matter" speech would appear to me to be most perculiar to say the least.
There have been stories of management folk being boxed up in a heineken brewery in Germany FOC, care of MAN for ten days or so which sure as hell beats ten days being boxed up in the tailshaft tunnel so beware of MAN reps bearing gifts.
Or 7-5% off the next engine/ genset order from MAN.
Whilst I take on board both yours and Big Pete's remarks concerning primary and secondary plus fuel filter set ups what about the other defects that you mentioned that don't even sit in the fueline?
Sender units and actuators were mentioned together with the magnet reference which leads me to think of crank angle/ cam angle sensors etc. possibly containing a wire coil around a magnet set up?
What were the conclusions drawn re them?
A super duper antiback flush filter arrangement won't help these at all and indeed their only connection with fuel rails etc. is via the ECU?
So what was the diagnosis concerning these?
So beware of that deluxe keep the cold out MAN /MUG liveried coat en route to yourgoodself ( possibly ) you'll recognise it instantly as it's a Jeally Bean Livery jobby to blend in effectively with your surrounds.
Oh, I almost forgot you are definatley on Mr Man's Xmas card list from now on in.
That's on the understanding you don't talk in your sleep mind.
T's & C's apply here
The CC clause applies?
Your kind invite to the MAN MUG group reminds me of similar conferences/courses I have been on whereby I have to say a lot of them appeared to me to be of a token esteem basis.
Take for example a two dayer jobby.
Arrive at the hotel chosen night before and don't know a soul so maybe have a drink solo at the bar.
9 am arrive at classroom, chalk your name on the board in front on your desk and intros all round.
Course leader makes light of things by reminiscing with you all and now it's eleven o'clock.
Tea up time.
He knows you all have gripes with whatever subject you are there for, CR/fuel systems/ management systems fitted to whatever make of engine you are there for but he tells you that this morning is intro time and after dinner we will all discuss these problems.
Now there is a reason for this which becomes apparent at lunchtime.
One pm arrives and it's down to the bar/ restaurant and we are informed it's all on the engine /fuel system whoever manufacturer.
Now any proper marine engineer realises that after a nice meal and a few pints FOC that all those razor sharp awkaward question lists he has in his pocket ought maybe to be downrated somewhat.
Back to the classroom and other engineers who were going to rip his throat out are now semi respectable in their attack on him because ( as was confided to in the bar ) he drank the same as us, good fellow, yes, he's one of us.
That night in the bar the instructor/ lecturer joins us as he is not going home for tea either.
The usual drinking session evolves with, by nine o'clock even the weak willed ones joining in.
By virtually matching us pint for pint by 10 pm it's a " the bigger the gin the bigger the waves syndrome " and by 11 pm 25 footers are now 55 footers and so on.( waves that is )
Someone's rod punched out the side went further than yours ever could, flew across the ER and even out the ships side?
( Conrod that is for the uninitiated )
The instructor lets drop that even when Wartsila lets go a valve its the acid in the fuel you see, nibbling away the stem under the valve head and fortified by the ale we all agree that Mr Man or whoever is not all that bad after all and more ale later we take back all we said about him as by now he is no worst than the rest.
The instructor is now well and truly one of us and we all drink to that effect.
9 am next day a somewhat subdued class convenes the edge well and truly radiused off all those awkaward questions list you had in your pocket, that went after the fifth pint last night, history by now.
Now approaches the master stroke.
The instructor states that by " working the dinner hour " we can all foxtrot oscar at 4 instead of five.
A vote is taken by a show of hands and the diehard drinkers find themselves outnumbered.
More discussions evolve but thanks to the power of the ale they are not in depth questions nor indeed answers prevailing.
The instructors last masterpiece is yet to come, as we have been such an attentative class ( and not asked any really awkaward questions ) guess what?
We have achieved all we set out to do so we can now foxtrot oscar at 3-30 pm!
All of this of course is to make sure that the questionnaire sent out is marked top dollar by all the attendees as to the way the course/ conference was run and reliabilities etc of what you attended for.
So to date all the promises of no further common faults not occurring this has yet to be seen by me and promises of fellow students telephone numbers written on the back of fag packets etc. as usual also amount to nothing.
However moving on from that I now consider the position TDC may well be in.
Not wishing to teach one how to suck eggs I would be very wary apon the next docking back at the ranch.
Straight down to the woodshed and hope that lurking lump in the corner does not have the wrong initials on the rocker boxes covers and indeed is how it was left.
Should however a new shiny six buckets in line be lurking portraying the wrong initials on the rocker boxes covers do not despair.
Straight down to the paint shop and ( for two coats ) I reckon about 3/4 gallon of banana yellow ( aerosols are easier ) to be purchased and forthwith applied to the six buckets in line.
The new transfers for the rockerboxes subsequently being applied should complete the job.
All that remains now is to hope that the Kojak look alike crew have no engineering knowledge when you are raided at 5 am Sunday morning and upon the gen. start up they can't tell the difference between a CAT crackle and a MAN murmur .
All that really remains now is to fulfil my input into the MAN MUG crew rename process, i.e. The " lost in translation unfortunate naming ."
Off the top of my head Machinen Underperforming Grossly would appear to be a respectable criticism although more springs to mind but I don't want the powers to be to edit me before this goes nationwide ( you know who you are )
Don't forget to wear the coat inboard/ out when you answer the door, i.e. Inside out.
Thanks to Big Pete re his following up problems remarks.
Nothing worst than being on the starting blocks with a problem and then it just exhausts to atmosphere.
In conclusion whatever you may think of the foregoing I have, to date one advantage over you.
My rants longer!
Remembering The Good Old days, when Chiefs stood watches and all Torque settings were F.T.