POS electronic tailgate

[dodgedaddie]

I for got to mention that the issue of the power tailgate. 2019 BIG HORN

 

[LouM]

It is most likely the pins that the tailgate latches on they will move and can be adjusted a bit, good sized Torx as I recall.

 

[jagman_xjs]

When I bought mine I was concerned because the tailgate locks and unlocks with the doors. Which to me is undue useage of the tailgate locking silenoid. So I installed a momentary switch to only lock/unlock it as I desired. I have also had problems out of two of my gen 4 RAMs with tailgate latches it is just a simple adjustment and I have had no more problems.

 

[chri5k]

The OP is long gone. Hasn't been seen on the forum since Feb 2022.

 

[geardhead55]

Well, I created an account just to post on this POS TAILGATE. I hate it. 2020 new body style, standard tailgate with the finger pad button. Since I bought it as a lease turn in without a bed cover, it gets stuck. I lean my full 210lbs against it for it to release when pressed. I complained to the dealer and they "adjusted and greased it" made no difference. Hauling hay, wood l, scrap metal or air it does this randomly. Measuring the bed opening it is a 1/8" off on diagonal pivot to latch pin. Pins seem to be straight.

 

[Sherman Bird]

No problem on mine, but MY 19 is an early 2018 build and a Bighorn, no fancy buttons on FOB or in Truck to release, just switch on gate itself. I have found though that you have to close the gate securely, not slam but close Firmly to get the tailgate ajar alarm to turn off. But I also have a full tonneau cover so of course have to open cover before open gate, though I doubt that means ne thing.

ADDED: I do not like not having a keyed access on tailgate, but as far as Security issue, it is a good idea. I also have a tailgate lock on the gate itself to prevent gate taking a walk, if I had to leave open somewhere. Lots of fast take things are receiving the 5 Finger Discount: Like tail gates, bumper pull trailers, gas in your gas tank and Catalytic Converters. I still have to install security wiring on the CAT yet to stop/slow down that issue.

A humorous story.... I DON'T recommend doing this, but..... you'll see:

My father decided to "save" on gas in 1971, during one of the early hikes in gasoline prices, so he bought a new 1971 Ford Pinto. The car was generally parked on the street with the fuel cap out to the street,
Friday or Saturday nights, like clockwork, thieves on motorcycles would ride up and siphon the fresh filled gas-tank contents into their bikes. Dad tried several ways to thwart the thefts.... locking cap, turn the car around, etc.

None of his efforts worked. So, one Friday evening, on his way home from work, when he normally filled the tank, he only put 1/2 tank into the car, came home, and, crazy him! He filled the gas tank the rest of the way with water from the garden hose! Later that night, without fail, the thieves stole the "gas", and roared off.

Dad siphoned off a majority of the water, which was on the bottom, and treated the remaining fuel with a mixture of alcohol and filling the tank with gas. The car ran a tad ragged for a couple of days and straightened out.

As for the motorcycles... Those guys never stole Dad's gas again. We postulated that the water seized their engines, perhaps. We didn't know, nor did we care. The thefts stopped! Dad always said: "Don't get mad, get even!".

 

[turkeybird56]

A humorous story.... I DON'T recommend doing this, but..... you'll see:

My father decided to "save" on gas in 1971, during one of the early hikes in gasoline prices, so he bought a new 1971 Ford Pinto. The car was generally parked on the street with the fuel cap out to the street,
Friday or Saturday nights, like clockwork, thieves on motorcycles would ride up and siphon the fresh filled gas-tank contents into their bikes. Dad tried several ways to thwart the thefts.... locking cap, turn the car around, etc.

None of his efforts worked. So, one Friday evening, on his way home from work, when he normally filled the tank, he only put 1/2 tank into the car, came home, and, crazy him! He filled the gas tank the rest of the way with water from the garden hose! Later that night, without fail, the thieves stole the "gas", and roared off.

Dad siphoned off a majority of the water, which was on the bottom, and treated the remaining fuel with a mixture of alcohol and filling the tank with gas. The car ran a tad ragged for a couple of days and straightened out.

As for the motorcycles... Those guys never stole Dad's gas again. We postulated that the water seized their engines, perhaps. We didn't know, nor did we care. The thefts stopped! Dad always said: "Don't get mad, get even!".

IT was really bad during I think it was 1973, the Big Gas Crisis, where depending upon where you were: Flags were hung to symbolize if you could fill up (Green flag), limited fuel (yellow flag), no gas (red flag). Then it got so bad up North they started the even/odd plate fiasco: where U bought fuel on even/odd days by yer plate. Of course there were a lot of reregistered vehicles every day.

I got around all that: I managed a gas station and I and Mom always had fuel.

But alas friggin crazy time, of course that was also the middle of the leaded/nolead fuel stuff too and gas was $0.33.9/10 a gallon.

 

[Sherman Bird]

IT was really bad during I think it was 1973, the Big Gas Crisis, where depending upon where you were: Flags were hung to symbolize if you could fill up (Green flag), limited fuel (yellow flag), no gas (red flag). Then it got so bad up North they started the even/odd plate fiasco: where U bought fuel on even/odd days by yer plate. Of course there were a lot of reregistered vehicles every day.

I got around all that: I managed a gas station and I and Mom always had fuel.

But alas friggin crazy time, of course that was also the middle of the leaded/nolead fuel stuff too and gas was $0.33.9/10 a gallon.

Yeah, the timeline would be 1973-ish, most likely... (My forgetter has gotten better). The fuel "rationing" in the summer of '72 was when this motorcycle gas thievery happened. I was working that summer in an Exxon station, and there was a 10 gallon maximum, and a restriction of when you could fill up... On even days, if your license plate number ended in an even digit, you could get 10 gallons, ditto the rule for odd digits.

One Sunday, after church hours, a battle-ax old broad rolled up un her 502 cubic inch powered Caddy. She was cutting the line, which stretched for blocks. We told her she had to go to the end of the line. She trumpeted that her hubby was some Veep/big wig for Exxon. Our boss/owner came out when he heard the commotion, and told her that he didn't care if she was Jesus's sister! That lady peeled off in a huff with no gas!

BTW, that gas station owner/boss was a WW2 Army Vet who fought in the Battle of The Bulge... so, he was a crusty old fart!

 

[turkeybird56]

Yeah, the timeline would be 1973-ish, most likely... (My forgetter has gotten better). The fuel "rationing" in the summer of '72 was when this motorcycle gas thievery happened. I was working that summer in an Exxon station, and there was a 10 gallon maximum, and a restriction of when you could fill up... On even days, if your license plate number ended in an even digit, you could get 10 gallons, ditto the rule for odd digits.

One Sunday, after church hours, a battle-ax old broad rolled up un her 502 cubic inch powered Caddy. She was cutting the line, which stretched for blocks. We told her she had to go to the end of the line. She trumpeted that her hubby was some Veep/big wig for Exxon. Our boss/owner came out when he heard the commotion, and told her that he didn't care if she was Jesus's sister! That lady peeled off in a huff with no gas!

BTW, that gas station owner/boss was a WW2 Army Vet who fought in the Battle of The Bulge... so, he was a crusty old fart!

I managed an Amerada Hess Gas Station.

 

[oe542bob]

Can’t imagine the bloodshed that would occur today at the gas stations if that scenario would reoccur

 

[mikeru]

Yeah, the timeline would be 1973-ish, most likely... (My forgetter has gotten better). The fuel "rationing" in the summer of '72 was when this motorcycle gas thievery happened. I was working that summer in an Exxon station, and there was a 10 gallon maximum, and a restriction of when you could fill up... On even days, if your license plate number ended in an even digit, you could get 10 gallons, ditto the rule for odd digits.

One Sunday, after church hours, a battle-ax old broad rolled up un her 502 cubic inch powered Caddy. She was cutting the line, which stretched for blocks. We told her she had to go to the end of the line. She trumpeted that her hubby was some Veep/big wig for Exxon. Our boss/owner came out when he heard the commotion, and told her that he didn't care if she was Jesus's sister! That lady peeled off in a huff with no gas!

BTW, that gas station owner/boss was a WW2 Army Vet who fought in the Battle of The Bulge... so, he was a crusty old fart!

Great story! But it's likely that in 1972 the WW2 vet was in his late 40's or early 50's. Might have seemed old to you at the time. I was 9 in'72, so 30 seemed old and crusty to me back then.

 

[Sherman Bird]

Great story! But it's likely that in 1972 the WW2 vet was in his late 40's or early 50's. Might have seemed old to you at the time. I was 9 in'72, so 30 seemed old and crusty to me back then.

His name was Morris Roger Dittlinger. He was also a family friend, whom I'd known all my life. Born in 1925, died in 2000. So, you do the math.

 

[mikeru]

His name was Morris Roger Dittlinger. He was also a family friend, whom I'd known all my life. Born in 1925, died in 2000. So, you do the math.

My math says he was 47 in 1972. That might be old and crusty to a 9 year old (no idea how old you were) but at my age now he’d be just a pup.

 

[Sherman Bird]

My math says he was 47 in 1972. That might be old and crusty to a 9 year old (no idea how old you were) but at my age now he’d be just a pup.

So? If you are calling me a liar, then do so. I was 17 that year. And, due to his excesses and vices in his lifestyle, he presented as older than the calendar. Also, his trauma from Bastogne was palpable, although he really didn't talk about it. So, bully for your math! Have a great day!