Nay though thou hast posteth the word of the servo gods, these gods dost continue to baffle the living shasbut out of thine humble servants who, having rebuilt thyne hideously complex system, now doth curse thou Mercedes engineers who putteth a servo to lieth next to a compression ignition motor that vibrateth said servo to death, for yay though the words be written on paper, thine servant still knoweth not his butt from a tree stump.
Here endeth the lesson.
