So several weeks ago my chainsaw abandoned me in the middle of a job.

I discovered that the fuel line had gone to shit, so I got a new one. No difference.
I discovered that the return line wasn’t much better, I replaced it. No difference.
I replaced the filter, also to no avail.
I tore down the carb (If you can call something the size of a ping pong ball a “Carb”)

I checked the spark, and it was incredible.

Five seconds before flinging the saw in the garbage I decided to yank the engine (if you can call something the size of a beercan an “Engine”) and discovered it had a broken ring. And then I ordered the ring from sears to discover it was not the right animal based on their number. Finally I found a place on Ebay, who mailed me the ring, and it arrived on Christmas eve.

I now know the inside of this chainsaw better than I should, that’s for sure. A bloody nightmare to make all the hoses and tubes and wires and shit go where they’re supposed to go without kinking. But I get it all together and realize I’ve failed to install the inner chain guide, a small washer that goes unde the clutch. As I get it back apart i also realize that the screws holding the oil pump in are missing so I put those on. Then I sit it on the ground and try to start it, and it doesn’t. So I flip the “Kill” switch and it starts on the first pull, and runs like a striped ape.

So I take it BACK apart and flip the kill switch so it’s in the correct position, then put the cover back on, and am just about to stick it in it’s case when I realize I’ve left the filter off, so I take it apart AGAIN and put the filter back in and put the cover on, and then check it to make sure it still starts, and it does, like a maniac.

I will most likely want to futz with the idle some, but basically, I’m good. And tickled to have my chainsaw back, after so damned much time, even though it cost only a couple dollars. I hope to get a couple more years out of it and in the meantime I’mna look for a deal on a Dolmar.

Now I can cut up some of that big wood in the yard into useful-size pieces. Damn, that feels good. Now I’m tempted to buy some old Poulan saws and rehab them now that I have been INSIDE AND OUT OF THE DAMNEED THINGS.