z :: disaster pt. II

Today began just as any other. I rode the VFR home to Orinda, laced up my working boots, and opened the garage from the inside. The engine hoist (which was carrying the L28) had rolled down to the garage door, and the door nudged the engine on the way up. It swayed gently, and I was surprised how easily the garage door had pushed the 600 lb engine aside.

Then I realized that it wasn't swaying. It was falling.

The leg lifted up and I jumped on it frantically to try to counterweight the motor back, but there was no stopping gravity. I jumped off and watched the motor crash down onto my T5 transmission and a plastic bucket full of parts.



My first instinct, of course, was to be VERY VERY ANGRY. It looked like the transmission case was damaged, which would require purchasing a new transmission. However, I realized that I had only damaged a switch on the trans and most of it remained intact. I also realized that the falling engine had completely obliterated the plastic bucket in dramatic fashion...frankly, it was awesome how exploded the bucket was.




So all in all there wasn't too much damage. I calmed down and started figuring out how to fix Joey's load lifter. Eventually, I found an old 1/2" aluminum clamp-style shaft collar that clamped on with a little clearancing with a dremel.

Aside form that, just cleaned up the Future.