Once upon a time I worked on my own cars because I enjoyed it, and it saved me money.
Nowadays I'm OK with paying someone else to do it.
This post brought to you by brake work. Front on the Jeep and rear on the Mustang.
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9 months ago
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I'm about an inch from stopping on my own because of the "something electrical" mystery fails.
It's not so much that I am incapable of doing the work, it's just that every day I am becoming more and more convinced of my own mortality. Today I am one collective ache from getting up and down off the ground. Leave it to the younger more nimbler folks, I say.
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