I just want to tell you I was thinking about you last night.
My grandson's new starter was a genuine Bosch reman. I put it in out in the rain, last night, with poor lighting, because to me, a rainy 60 degree night was better for threading bolts than the windy 30 degree night that followed.
Got it all in and mighty confident was I. Turned the key and -- the click I heard reminded me of you. I was thinking, once again, I've been burned by the sweat-shop reman industry, reliant on "lifetime" warranty for quality control. Say it ain't so, Bosch!
Well, next step was to prove it out, so I brought out a remote starter button to hook up to the test terminal at the firewall. I brought a test light. Remote starter in hand, I figured to verify the solenoid did not relay the battery to the starter motor, by checking the motor terminal (the one with the braided line going into the starter).
Just to check my test light ground, I touched the battery side of the solenoid. Nothing. Wiggled the alligator clip on the strut mount stud. Still nothing. Checked to the battery +, yes it works. Oh, boy, what a lift when I realized I had only connected the alternator wire to the starter, and the battery cable was loose and forgotten; laying in the belly pan.
Like to blame the rain and darkness for my mistake, but I know better. Just overconfidence.
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Art Benstein near Baltimore
Did you hear about the Buddhist who refused Novocaine during the root canal? He wanted to transcend dental medication.
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