Tool-usin'

Despite being one of the most routine automotive 'repairs' there is a simple pleasure in changing the battery in the Bronco, my poor, beleaguered baby.

It's everything good about car repair (making the damn thing work again) and none of the bad (in my case: bleeding, generally copiously).

After carefully ensuring that i had removed all tools/packaging/doilies/general detritus from the engine compartment i smartly took position in the driver's seat. Confident of my auto-repair prowess i deftly inserted the key and started the ailing vehicle. Despite the 287,000+ miles on it the engine *roared* to vibrant life, revived by the fancy, new (ninety dollar!) battery and the sweat of my brow. Pleased by the outcome i exited the cabin, crisply closed the hood, and proudly said, 'ta-da!' to the world at large, and to the cat who watched most of the interesting procedure in particular.

Easiest problem i fixed all day.

(to the careful reader : i have recently been informed that adjectives/adverbs are the new black so i have used them to full advantage)