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WOW it has been ages since I last posted. I had started this blog with the intention of posting at least once a week. Epic fail that one.
So, a week ago I got a wild hair and decided to trouble shoot my non-functioning rear window wiper on my Wrangler. Apparently it's the motor itself and not something easy like a loose wire. sigh. So, for no real reason other than I was seized with a ridiculous sudden obsession to correct it, (never mind that it hasn't worked in at least 3 years) I removed the offending motor to see if I could verify it didn't work off the Jeep, since it would be easier to get at that way. I think that all men's ( and I'm sure some women's) epic failures start out with such a simple premise. "Oh, this will be easy peasy, no fuss no muss, just pull it off and see if I can fix it." This part to replace would be $70 including the core, but before I set myself to ordering the replacement I had to make sure the original was indeed broken.
So, after one threaded bushing removed and one hinge nut loosened, I pulled off the motor. That was easy. No problems, no stress. Then I decided I should probably tighten the hinge nut back up since I would be driving my Jeep to work the next day. Well, long story a little shorter, apparently the glass shifted and when I started to tighten the nut back down I heard a little pop. Not thinking about it much I threw a little spice behind the wrench to make sure it wouldn't come loose. (A little aside here, it is common knowledge that most men do not bother with being so accurate as to use just the right amount of torque to tighten bolts and nuts. We wrench on that sum bitch like we're using one of those passion testers at the fair. We are not gonna have people think we are pussies that only rate a "clammy hand-holder" we want "passionate love machine"!) So, away I go and all of a sudden POW shatterrrrrr! the window pretty much explodes in front of me. Being the manly fellow I am (no comments bitches) I cry out like a little girl. Literally. You try having a window shatter into thousand of pieces thisclose to your face and not cry out at least a little bit.
Turns out that the amount of torque necessary to tighten that nut is akin to the force it takes to turn a doorknob. This would not be much. oops. So now my $70 repair job just swelled to $300 and I still need the wiper motor. oops, I say again.
I learned two things doing this little job, well maybe 3 or 4 but mainly 2. 1- no matter how cheap I think something is going to cost to fix, if I can break it and make it cost on the order of 2 to 5 times more, I will. and 2- I scream like a little girl when things startle me; windows breaking in my face, my father jumping up in front of the living room window after making spooky sounds when I was home alone as a kid, hitting a deer that jumps off the mountain and lands right in front of my car, no lube. Bwahahahahaha that last one was just to see if you're paying attention. Really people, don't believe Brokeback Mountain, if you think you have enough you ALWAYS use more.
So that was my weekend and this was my post. Hopefully I will get more on the ball and post again soon. But then again, probably not.