Faith Powered Transmission

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Come darkness tonight, and we were still working on my suburban. Actually, we still are, but now we are a lot closer to being done. We just finished adjusting the "linker assembly" to the new transmission. I can now sort of tell what gear selection I'm in. One of the problems with getting a transmission from a junkyard is that it may or may not exactly match the year model configuration of my vehicle. I wonder if I would of had this problem with a store bought re-built transmission. Would they have matched up the year more accurately than a junkyard? At a junkyard, all they care about is the generic transmission model (R700 btw). Well, after my dad put part of my old linker assembly through a (as he referred to it) "super-vice", the gears mostly select correctly now. That's good. I'm glad that I can at least tell that the 1st gear selection is somewhere between 1 and 2 positions on my sliding guage.
That's my dad. That's a few hours ago when we were about 2 hours into the "putting the "new" transmission into the car" phase. It involved a collection of "jacks".
You can see them here.

As I am typing this, my dad is finishing up some stuff under the car. There's really know way of knowing if this transmission will actually work. There's a degree of "unreliability" when installing junkyard components. Sometime after buying it and beginning to put it in, I looked at the reciept and noticed the "transmissions not installed by certified personal instantly VOID warranty" on it. Doh! That's ok though. We're trusting in God here. He will make this transmission work. (Yes, I am writing this purely on faith!!!)

It's cold out here. I just checked the weather, and it's supposedly 48F degrees. (That's 8C, btw) Accuweather's "Realfeel" claims 38F and 3C though. Too frakkin' cold for Texas. It's not supposed to get this cold until at least December, and, then, only for a day or two! Of course, it's also windy, and that makes it even worse. I'm hiding inside the car while my dad does all the tough stuff. (I didn't bring more than an old sweatshirt. He lives here, and has his warm cloths close at hand!) It's cold even in here though.

Enough complaining though, right? I'm all too good at that!

One last closeup of the new transmission.

Guten Morgen everyone!

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- Oscar Wilde

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