My plan was to have the engine disassembled by dinner today, and then work through the night and have it back together by 5 am and then catch three winks and then get up by 9 am and then throw it back in the car in time to drive it to work Monday.
So much for that idea. Production came to a dead stop at 3 PM this afternoon.
Now instead of the clatter of engines flying through the air, and tools being tossed into the toobox, and my noisey air compressor and Billy Joel on the CD player, plus my horrible singing, there is nothing but dead silence.
All my adrenaline is gone. ......
I stripped 2 of the nuts shown below. My plan is to grind the heads off of them, but then work will have to cease until I locate any new ones... Your suggestions are deeply appreciated...



Geez, things were going too great to be true. I finally got an engine out without breaking anything on the car or myself. No stitches from dropping a transmission on my head.
For once I did not do anything stupid like drop the engine on my wife's flower bed or forget to chock the wheels on my car ( I forgot the e-brake was dissasembled) only to have it roll down the hill for fifty yards before it finally came to a harmless stop after plowing two long strips across my neighbor's golf course like lawn...