Got a call early this morning from our daughter, concerned that she had a headlight out on her van.
A bit of a concern, yes, because she doesn't want a ticket for driving with only one headlight, and their other vehicle is off-limits at the moment as it's going to be headed to the shop.
She's in North Dakota, though, and I'm in Idaho. All I could do was suggest she find an auto parts store, buy the replacement bulb, and see if they'd replace it for her. I know they'll do that in our neck of the woods.
She discovered, however, that the folks at the auto parts store thought the job looked too hard and recommended she take it to a mechanic.
She bought the bulb anyway, drove the van home, (thinking all the time about the "incompentent bad guys" at the auto parts store) and got to tinkering. She found a screwdriver and managed to get one of the bolts out, but couldn't budge the other three. I suggested a few things.
She reported back a bit later with the photo above, showing success.
Not a big deal, maybe, but for her it was. She got it done, and that's always a good feeling.
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