Muffler Install
I was going to write about some old enlightening experience I had years ago, but funny things happened today so they will have to wait. Besides, my finger is sore from video Mah Johng (I'm practicing for the tournament).
I was finishing up the install on my muffler today. It was neat for the car to be so loud for a little while, but it was time to put a muffler on.
I moved the car to my carport because rain appeared on the way. I jacked it up and removed the last bolt right as the rain began. It was then apparent that I had to remove a crossbar in the bottom of my car to fit the muffler out. This is when the rain decided to flood my carport. I was working under the car in one inch of water. I kept trying, determined to finish there and then. I did not have the tools to remove the crossbar, since it was a strange sized bolt, so I attempted to jack the car up yet higher and contort the stiff muffler out. I worked it 1/2 way out when it became apparent that it was impossible to remove it completely. By then I was soaked to the underwear and as dirty as I've ever been. I was very sad.
Giving in to defeat, I slowly pushed the muffler back in and spent a half hour lowering the car from its dangerously high perch (16") on the jack stands. I went up to my apartment and showered off.
Later that night Steve dropped by with the mysterious socket needed to remove the cossbar. The rain had dried up and the muffler installed very quickly. It was worth the horrible pain... and I got a cool story to boot.