I just got out from under Fred. First time I've been under him in about 9 months
(as y'all know, I'm on a different petrifying schedule than most of you - body dictates
what I can do and when, with an accelerated decaying calendar).
Determined to install the k-frame to rad support brace that's been missing since I got
him a dozen + years ago (P.O. didn't quite fix everything from his little drunken front end
bonk with him one Friday night).
Well, the brace bolt hole was about an inch shy of the corresponding hole in grille vertical
brace, so the proper way to fix it was to remove the radiator, then straighten the rad support.
So much for that....
I loosened the radiator mounting bolts, then got under there with all manner of prybar this,
wood stud that and the star of the show, a baby come-along rated at 1000lbs.
I coerced, beat, pried, etc. on things until it got in the neighborhood, but I still had about an
inch left to make up, so out came that come-along (a glorified tie-down strap, really).
After several near-misses, the thing started skipping teeth, so I gave it one last mighty heave-ho
and tried to spear the bolt in, praying for thread engagement, when....
KABANG.
Come-along came apart with a bang, flying right past my ear on the way outta there.
Synopsis:
Garbage can gained yet another cheap Chinese tool, skillfully chopped into pieces.
Fred sits just like he did before all the fuss.
Brace is back sitting on the workbench - and we'll regroup to fight another day.
Hell, who knows - I might actually fix it the right way next time, right?