An ode to a crank pulley bolt

I'm working on my engine today. Yes, the engine that I swapped out in May. Funny how it takes awhile to get around to ticking off items on that to-do list. In my defense, I actually started working on it in July. I got a lot accomplished--breaking it down to a bare head and block.

That same day I learned an important lesson: don't wear flip flops when working on your car. Midway through my garage session I stepped on the air hose and inverted my left ankle, fracturing it. I managed to work through the pain and stay off it for the remainder of my garage time, but it was clear that it was messed up. However, I still needed cash for the rebuild, so I went to work the following morning, choking through the stabbing pain every time I had to shift gears.

I've been wearing primarily nothing but Nikes for the past month. Now that the main swelling has disappeared, it's still a bit tender, but I'm back in the garage trying to get this puppy ready for the machine shop. Then at least I can blame any delays on them. Heh.

And now, please pause with me as I share this haiku entitled, "An ode to a crank pulley bolt":

Oh, crank pulley bolt!
Please release your steely grasp
Impact:epic fail.

In other news, 2 weeks till school starts.