Today I was refurbishing a small gear motor from the snowblower chute. I had all the grungy work done, rust and junk out, fresh grease and had to put on the output shaft snap ring. Gently widened it with my proper pliers, just about had it in the groove and thought " I'll push it the last 1/2 mm with a screw driver." Well, doesn't it develop a mind of its own the minute I contact it and sproing it ricochets to the far side of the shop bounces off two or three things and I think from the direction and nature of the sound it landed somewhere within my material stock pile. I moved about the outside 1/4 of the pile and concluded I had to try my luck at the hardware store. 3 second push became crosstown expedition.
Anyone else have escapades like that (that they are willing to admit to) ?
Dwelling on it reminded me of an engine swap in high school taking out a 4 banger auto and dropping in a V6 4 speed. Having meticulously cleaned out the engine bay and finally having all the ancillaries buttoned up except the headers I couldn't resist seeing if it would fire. So it fired up fine and sounded like the rocking rolling-est race car inside the closed garage and I blipped the throttle a couple times. It was indicated to me that I should shut it off which was sensible so I did. I knew about CO poisoning. However the real reason for the shut down guidance was that there was a big pool of oil on the floor, dripping from the previously pristine engine bay wheel well where some kid (me) had forgot to put an oil filter on and the oil had blasted out faster than insert-favourite-expletive-here. Iive and learn.
Thus far on a saw the worst I've done is almost snip off and lose some piston stop rope down into the crank case. I could feel a funny feeling as I torqued it and caught myself just before I cut the rope end clean off. Its a bit luck of the draw to orient the rope right each time as you stuff it down the plug hole.
Anyone else have escapades like that (that they are willing to admit to) ?
Dwelling on it reminded me of an engine swap in high school taking out a 4 banger auto and dropping in a V6 4 speed. Having meticulously cleaned out the engine bay and finally having all the ancillaries buttoned up except the headers I couldn't resist seeing if it would fire. So it fired up fine and sounded like the rocking rolling-est race car inside the closed garage and I blipped the throttle a couple times. It was indicated to me that I should shut it off which was sensible so I did. I knew about CO poisoning. However the real reason for the shut down guidance was that there was a big pool of oil on the floor, dripping from the previously pristine engine bay wheel well where some kid (me) had forgot to put an oil filter on and the oil had blasted out faster than insert-favourite-expletive-here. Iive and learn.
Thus far on a saw the worst I've done is almost snip off and lose some piston stop rope down into the crank case. I could feel a funny feeling as I torqued it and caught myself just before I cut the rope end clean off. Its a bit luck of the draw to orient the rope right each time as you stuff it down the plug hole.
