Once upon a time I did some of the basic stuff on my vehicles. Now all I can or am inclined to do is open the hood and go "Yep. That's an engine."
And it seems that's a deliberate design imposed by the manufacturers: the professional repair folks don't want the average driver to do any work themselves. Less money in their pockets, you see. Having said that, I also note that many new vehicles systems are so complicated that the average shade-tree mechanic is no longer able to work on them. At least, not with ordinary tools.
And of course, there are exceptions. Some people think nothing of tearing into a recent model car or truck and doing all sorts of things.
But it reminds me of arriving back in the Midwest, when I got out of the Navy, with a '67 Ford Bronco that I shipped from Adak to Seattle by cargo ship, and then drove home to the St. Louis area.
|My '67 Bronco outside the Longview Barracks on Bering Hill, Adak. It had body damage - common on Adak - but good wipers, lights, two gas tanks, and a strong heater/defroster. All good things to have, in the Aleutian Islands.|
I backed it into my dad's carport, whereupon I replaced the oil, all the u-joints in both driveshafts, rebuilt a front hub and the rear axle, and replaced the rear leaf-springs. Adjusted the clutch, rotated the tires, and drove it for another year before replacement.
I did all that work in less than a week. Looking back at the past weekend, in which it took two of us nearly five hours to access and replace six plugs, due to components which were in the way.
I finally have all the tools I'd ever wanted back in the day, and a few more besides, and there's less and less upon which I can use them.