I finally finished the clutch job on my Mustang after two days of wrestling with a transmission in the 14" clearance between the garage floor and the bottom of the car, covered in Dexron. I suppose I need an occasional reminder of why I stopped doing that kind of work for a living, and this weekend has certainly galvanized me in that regard. Fuck turning wrenches, and double fuck turning wrenches without a floor lift. Thank you, that is all.
In other news, how was everyone else's weekend?
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