I probably have more filter wrenches than will fit in a milk crate. Still use every one of them at times. I even used one last week to open a gallon jar of dill pickles. I had that jar clamped between my legs and used both hands trying to break the seal. I literally wore myself out on that jar of pickles. Man I wanted a dill pickle. Finally I stopped, went to the shop and got a few filter wrenches, top came right off. I ended up using a three jaw filter wrench. It has a gear in the middle and three knurled fingers that close when the gear is turned. They are knurled just like the handle on a genuine imported taiwanese ratchet. But, out of a full backpack full of wrenches, it grabbed the smooth jar lid. So it has a special place in my heart now, because I got my dill pickle fix that day. It must be awful to be a crackhead.
But it shows you that a wide selection is not a bad thing. I had the wrenches in a backpack because I took them to fix a tractor 20 miles out of town, dead in a pasture. They change fuel filters when the tractor quits, that's their indicator of a dirty filter. They live by the standard, "the tractor will let you know when it needs something".
