Tool Box fetish

I'm beginning to enjoy the suburbs there are a lot of little surprises.  Garage sales are a different breed in these parts, the taste level isn't quite there but people aren't trying to make money as much as get rid of stuff.  When I hit the neighborhood garage sales last weekend I didn't expect to find much.  Until I came across the guy selling all his old tools (I felt bad until I saw his giant MAC case of "new" tools).  I could have and probably should have spent the kids college fund there but I just came away with this rolling toolchest and a creeper and a handful of tools and records.

It's kicked my inner gearhead in gear....I need to start working on a car....or maybe a redwood hot tub

Screwdriver Party!!!

When Jack was 3 he used to play "screwdriver party." It involved taking all the screwdrivers out of my rolling tool box and  puting them all over the garage and the house (if he was lucky).

I never throw away screwdrivers and because of that I have I wide assortment of broken, bent, rusty and glue covered models.  I don't throw them away because I know I'll use them at some point.  As in the case of the Mazda's carburator.
I needed to put the throttle back on.  Of all my screwdrivers there was only one that had a long enough shaft to reach the tiny philips screw but a short enough handle not to hit the fire wall.  Screwdriver party!

In other news the motor created exhaust today!!!! more on that soon....