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Dunno RR.
If it's a whine that's heard over your exhaust, (you'd godda be runnin' Mickey Thompson Desert Duelers 'r Mud n' Snow'z to overcome that exhaust) the fella you should be askin' is your wrench who can touch, look n' listen.
The best we can doo from over here is guess n' while we're guessin' you're possibly doon damage.
Get thee to your wrench.
Java
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