Runs With Scissors
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Equipment
L2501 TLB , Grappel, Brush Hog, Box Blade, Ballast box, Forks, Tiller, PH digger
I did not want to de-rail @BastropMetal thread, but here is a "RWS True Story"......
There I was in the middle of Ohio (circa 1994ish) and smoke starts pouring into the cab as I travel SB on I-75.
My faithful F-150 with 225K has given up the ghost for some strange reason. Freshly out of the Marines, my job was as a beginning A@P mechanic working for some "puddle jumper" company making basically "jack squat".
I walked to someones house and called my dad. (cell phones were for rich people then).....We eventually got it back in the driveway of our "new starter home", a nice 200 mile journey, that is worthy of a story "in and of itself."
I am already over-extended credit wise, and have no money due to buying our first "Rent-a-Wreck" of a house.
Long story short, I buy a motor from Jasper. (a well known rebuilder at the time).
So there I am, on my back in the drive way with jacks, 2x4's, prybars, tools and such strewn about in a well intentioned..... "Disaster area".
The only thing left to do is bolt it up to the tranny and BAM, I would be basically done.....easy enough, or so I thought.....
I get the trans back under the truck and everything aligned.....but one side won't align quite right......Hmmmm.....
jiggle, jiggle......jiggle jiggle.......JIGGLE JIGGLE..........JIGGLE F"ING JIGGLEE!!!!!!!
10 hours later, I am covered in grease, oil, and I am beside my self with anger, cussing and swearing like you can't believe. Finally my wife comes out and begs me to stop for the night.
The next day, I am out there at "Zero'Dark Thirty", with a trouble light, at it again......I tried every thing....I called every person I knew. (mind you now, there is no YouTube, hell there was no internet really)....Another 15 hour day passes...and my frustration level is insanely high.
I say to myself, " OK, Calm down asshole, your a G'damn aircraft mechanic for Gods sake, this is nothing"
jiggle, jiggle......wiggle, wiggle.......JIGGLE JIGGLE..........JIGGLE F"ING JIGGLEE!!!!! I SAID MFING, JIGGLE JIGGEL AND WIGGLE WIGGLE!!!!!!!!
I tried using bolts to align it, I must have removed and quadruple checked the torque converter 10 times, I had jacks, and jack stands, and so many 2x4's laying around that it looked like I was building a house.
This goes on for 3 full days from sun up to sundown.....I am totally dejected. I have never been this frustrated in my life.
I did all I could....I made sure they sent me the right motor, I must have called them 50 times to double check.....I am almost "suicidal" at this point.........
I pull the tranny out yet again, just laying underneath the truck in utter disbelief, and this "calming warmth' comes over me.......I have to take it in and have a 'real mechanic" do it...........
As I finally come to terms with being "beaten", I am "cool and calm". As I start crawling out from under the truck for the 200th and final time, out of the corner of my eye, BAM, I see it.......
F'ing Eureka, F'ing Eureka, !!!!!!!!!!!
Jasper had installed a pilot bearing for a manual trans in the crank! Thats why I could never get it to line up. The nose of the torque converter could not seat itself into the crank properly!!!!!!
I popped that pilot bearing, out, and that trans just "popped in".....It was that easy.
There I was a few hours later, covered in grease, oil, blood and tears, on a "test drive", smiling from ear to ear.....
The End.....
There I was in the middle of Ohio (circa 1994ish) and smoke starts pouring into the cab as I travel SB on I-75.
My faithful F-150 with 225K has given up the ghost for some strange reason. Freshly out of the Marines, my job was as a beginning A@P mechanic working for some "puddle jumper" company making basically "jack squat".
I walked to someones house and called my dad. (cell phones were for rich people then).....We eventually got it back in the driveway of our "new starter home", a nice 200 mile journey, that is worthy of a story "in and of itself."
I am already over-extended credit wise, and have no money due to buying our first "Rent-a-Wreck" of a house.
Long story short, I buy a motor from Jasper. (a well known rebuilder at the time).
So there I am, on my back in the drive way with jacks, 2x4's, prybars, tools and such strewn about in a well intentioned..... "Disaster area".
The only thing left to do is bolt it up to the tranny and BAM, I would be basically done.....easy enough, or so I thought.....
I get the trans back under the truck and everything aligned.....but one side won't align quite right......Hmmmm.....
jiggle, jiggle......jiggle jiggle.......JIGGLE JIGGLE..........JIGGLE F"ING JIGGLEE!!!!!!!
10 hours later, I am covered in grease, oil, and I am beside my self with anger, cussing and swearing like you can't believe. Finally my wife comes out and begs me to stop for the night.
The next day, I am out there at "Zero'Dark Thirty", with a trouble light, at it again......I tried every thing....I called every person I knew. (mind you now, there is no YouTube, hell there was no internet really)....Another 15 hour day passes...and my frustration level is insanely high.
I say to myself, " OK, Calm down asshole, your a G'damn aircraft mechanic for Gods sake, this is nothing"
jiggle, jiggle......wiggle, wiggle.......JIGGLE JIGGLE..........JIGGLE F"ING JIGGLEE!!!!! I SAID MFING, JIGGLE JIGGEL AND WIGGLE WIGGLE!!!!!!!!
I tried using bolts to align it, I must have removed and quadruple checked the torque converter 10 times, I had jacks, and jack stands, and so many 2x4's laying around that it looked like I was building a house.
This goes on for 3 full days from sun up to sundown.....I am totally dejected. I have never been this frustrated in my life.
I did all I could....I made sure they sent me the right motor, I must have called them 50 times to double check.....I am almost "suicidal" at this point.........
I pull the tranny out yet again, just laying underneath the truck in utter disbelief, and this "calming warmth' comes over me.......I have to take it in and have a 'real mechanic" do it...........
As I finally come to terms with being "beaten", I am "cool and calm". As I start crawling out from under the truck for the 200th and final time, out of the corner of my eye, BAM, I see it.......
F'ing Eureka, F'ing Eureka, !!!!!!!!!!!
Jasper had installed a pilot bearing for a manual trans in the crank! Thats why I could never get it to line up. The nose of the torque converter could not seat itself into the crank properly!!!!!!
I popped that pilot bearing, out, and that trans just "popped in".....It was that easy.
There I was a few hours later, covered in grease, oil, blood and tears, on a "test drive", smiling from ear to ear.....
The End.....
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