Yep, two words that evoke fear into the heart of any VW owner. Krissy’s battery has had a “cold” for a while now. I usually clear the green crud and let it roll. Well, DUMMY decided yesterday that I needed to clean it well and put some washers on there to prevent the corrosion. How did that go?? NOT TOO GOOD.
I had a difficult time figuring out how to loosen the terminal, thanks to a VW innovation that is basically a yoke that pulls the terminal tight on the battery post. It is a neat little invention, UNTIL YOU BREAK IT AND CANNOT FIND A REPLACEMENT. A 20-year veteran of auto parts looked at me and said, WHAT THE HECK IS THAT? I then knew I was in trouble . . . NOPE, I mean I then knew I was a VW owner.
Of course, the bolt waited until the Foreign Car Parts place in town was closed. After wasting half of a tank of gas looking for it, I decided to put the drill press to use and MAKE WHAT I NEEDED. Yep, that was fun! But to no avail . . . After “making” a new yoke bolt, I found the battery acid had eaten in to the terminal too much.
My fourth trip to the auto parts place had me buying a new terminal to put on the battery cable. Easier said than done on a V-Dub. After hours of work, finagling, sweat, and tears, Diana, Drew and I got it on there and it appears to be working (Knock wood [David says as he knocks on his head.])
We got it all back on and I hope, hope, hope I don’t have to mess with any again any time soon. Everytime I sneezed or looked at it with less than a smile, something went wrong. WHAT A DAY FOR THE Carolina/Duke game!!!
So, I spent most of the day working on Gretta . . What did YOU do yesterday?
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