Neanderpundit

It’s RAIN. Yes, I know it’s coming down hard. yes, I know it’s loud on your car roof. NO, THERE IS NO NEED TO PANIC!!! Everything will be just fine. Really.

Now GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!!!

Especially you in the Passat. Why is it that people driving VW’s are often such assholes?

which was pretty quick. I wanted to get back home to watch Jim sing, you see. And that worked out fine. And I’m not really complaining about the recoil, just that it was a lot of damned thumping from a relatively warm round.

Monday, on the other hand, we did struts in partner’s car. And it went well.

Well into the night. Well, the afternoon, anyway.

problem is, Ford, in their infinite wisdom, doesn’t make the damned steering knuckle so it will go all the way down off the strut, so you have to persuade. They suggest using a compressor; this makes a good deal of sense IF YOU COULD FIND ONE THAT WOULD FIT IN THE WHEEL WELL which is IMPOSSIBLE. Loud funny words were shouted. Blood was drawn. Henry Ford was cursed, as were his engineers.

So after a ton of beating and whamming and BS, we got them changed, which seemed to have made a huge difference. Partner will have to see how it works after they “Set” into the groove.

I prefer the shooting. Only my shoulder hurt after. Problem is, I’m too stupid to stop working on cars.

It’s a generational thing, I guess. Witness partner’s brother, who purchased a functional Mustang, and then managed to immobilize it the very first day he worked on it. God forbid he actually enjoy running around in it for ONE SUMMER before he rip it to shreds. (just kidding, Rich, hope the engine goes back in really soon)