She needs to be torqued properly..

Best,

 

I don't know how you would get anything but the right tool in there. Even the switch from 13mm to 14mm required a thin walled socket. The sheet metal just doesn't allow for any extra. That's one of the items you know the factory techs sat around a big table and said "where can we hide this one".

 

...as the beer ladies replenished the supply with full, ice-cold pitchers of Pilsner

 

LOL I'm trying to work here Pete.


MD, I have your UPS label in hand. I sell packaging for a living so It will arive in style.

 

Just a fiew shots of the life this tool knew in California. I hope it has as much fun at it's next stop. Utah is a great place. good luck.

 

...did I see a cat in the yard?

 

What's up with cats, dogs, and bar-b-que's? I see your's is also guarding a bar-b-que. Smart dog.


I'm tellin' you guys we should get togeather at my place. Did you see the top sirloin?

 

Oh No too Funny , Bon Voyage Douglas Bray Special Tool, we will miss you here in SoCali!

 

douglas: C'mon, there's still time. Untape the box, take the cat out, and re-tape...

 

the box, the tape, the bubble wrap, the tool, the cat, and the top sirloin all got to the UPS Ontario Airport location just before lunch. Some how I think the cat will be just fine.

 

Quick story: really I'll make it quick...

1988 I was serving in a very poor area south of Culpeper, VA. I was in a white shirt and tie. It was me, my companion, the couple that lived in the home and two sisters. it was late in the evening and a very large abasynian cat came down the stairs and stopped shy of entering the room. I looked at it and began to hisssssss at the cat. The man of the house said "down be doin' dat ta ma cat, he kill yuod" I chuckled and hissed again. Again he warned me loudly "down be doin' dat ta ma cat, he gonna kill yall and leavd ya fo dead". being young and stupid I showd the cat my teeth and he unloaded 100 million years of evolution on me. He literally took my shirt off. He opened my pants, took off my shoes, used my tie as a nuse, and left me screaming in a pool of blood on the floor. I had been warned, quartered, sliced and diced. I was left in what looked like shorts and a t-shirt. the man and woman ran upstairs, I never saw the sisters again. My companion put me in the trunk of the car and drove me to the hospital for repairs. I was never the same. good night guys.

 

Don't you owe me a steak?

 

BTW, you need some insecticide.

 

For the cat?

 

!!