frank29
Bronze Member
A friend asked me to look at his headlights. He said the low beams suddenly stopped working. I told him I would be glad to have a look.
He didn't have a service manual; but, he did have a Chilton's type of book dedicated to several years of his particular model. I checked this. Looked at the book. I checked that. Rechecked the book. Wiggled wires. Scratched my head. Shook my head. Really examined the book, even digging into the wiring diagram. Scratched something else. Nothing worked.
Getting ready to give up, I finally asked him if both headlights had been working. He didn't know...said it was his wife's car. He called her and she said that one light had been out for awhile. When he relayed that crucial bit of information, I immediately said "Buddy, all you have is two burned out bulbs."
We bought new bulbs and sure enough that was the problem. The poor guy felt like a fool. Being the nice guy that I am (ahem, ahem), I downplayed the situation and emphasized how good it was to have found a solution.....I have been on the other end of several situations where no "mercy" was shown: one of the worse was back in '76 when I was just learning how to work on cars.
I was adjusting the valves on a small block Chevy with mechanical lifters. I didn't know of the existence of little clips that arrested most of the oil squirting through the push rods. Oil was all over the place, including, unfortunately, the headers.....talk about smoke. I actually had to stop the motor and add oil because it was taking me so long. Well, some neighbors saw smoke billowing from behind my parents home and called the fire department.
It scared the H out of me when somebody tapped my shoulder (I was all alone) and it was a fireman. That guy gave me a hard time. Now it's kind of funny....at the time it was serious....me, a little teenager, who thought I was a MAN, being confronted by some real men PO'd at a dry run.
He didn't have a service manual; but, he did have a Chilton's type of book dedicated to several years of his particular model. I checked this. Looked at the book. I checked that. Rechecked the book. Wiggled wires. Scratched my head. Shook my head. Really examined the book, even digging into the wiring diagram. Scratched something else. Nothing worked.
Getting ready to give up, I finally asked him if both headlights had been working. He didn't know...said it was his wife's car. He called her and she said that one light had been out for awhile. When he relayed that crucial bit of information, I immediately said "Buddy, all you have is two burned out bulbs."
We bought new bulbs and sure enough that was the problem. The poor guy felt like a fool. Being the nice guy that I am (ahem, ahem), I downplayed the situation and emphasized how good it was to have found a solution.....I have been on the other end of several situations where no "mercy" was shown: one of the worse was back in '76 when I was just learning how to work on cars.
I was adjusting the valves on a small block Chevy with mechanical lifters. I didn't know of the existence of little clips that arrested most of the oil squirting through the push rods. Oil was all over the place, including, unfortunately, the headers.....talk about smoke. I actually had to stop the motor and add oil because it was taking me so long. Well, some neighbors saw smoke billowing from behind my parents home and called the fire department.
It scared the H out of me when somebody tapped my shoulder (I was all alone) and it was a fireman. That guy gave me a hard time. Now it's kind of funny....at the time it was serious....me, a little teenager, who thought I was a MAN, being confronted by some real men PO'd at a dry run.