Tractor guy

Tractor guy U.S. of Eh
Definitely Canadian

09/17/2026

I always use ether (i never do) 😜

09/17/2026

(Day 3) I never unhook equipment, its way too inefficient
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09/17/2026

Replying to Global
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09/17/2026

Not to worry, im a trained proffessional…

09/17/2026

The customer offered me $4,800 cash to replace his truck’s transmission. I almost took it. Then I noticed a ten-dollar part hanging loose beneath the cab.

I run a two-bay repair shop outside Wichita. That Tuesday, a roofing contractor named Dale rolled in with a 2008 Silverado that slammed into gear and sometimes refused to move. Another shop had written “transmission failure” on an estimate and told him not to drive it.

Dale set an envelope on my counter. “I saved this for three months. Just fix it.”

I could have ordered a rebuilt unit and made the biggest sale of my week. Instead, I asked him to leave the keys and give me an hour.

The fluid was clean, the pan had no suspicious debris, and the scan tool showed a range-sensor fault. When my apprentice, Maya, moved the shifter, I watched the cable bracket flex against the transmission case. One bolt was missing. The other was barely holding.

A loose bracket can make a healthy transmission behave like it’s dying. I installed the correct hardware, adjusted the cable, and checked every gear with the wheels safely supported. Then we road-tested it.

The truck shifted perfectly.

I called Dale and told him the repair would be $86, including diagnosis. He went quiet. “That’s impossible,” he said. “The other shop showed me a picture of metal in the pan.”

I looked again at the estimate he’d left on my counter. The picture was printed at the bottom, beside a handwritten note I hadn’t noticed before.

The note said: “Use the photo from the blue Ford.”

And the signature underneath belonged to the man who had taught me how to run a repair shop.

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09/17/2026

The customer said my $85 inspection was a rip-off. Three days later, that same inspection saved him $2,400.

He drove a twelve-year-old Silverado into my little repair shop on a Monday, complaining about a vibration at highway speed. He wanted me to replace the transmission. A shop across town had quoted him $3,100.

I asked one question: "Does it shake when you brake, or when you accelerate?"

"Mostly when I let off the gas," he said.

That answer made me suspicious. I put the truck on the lift, checked the tires, then grabbed the rear driveshaft near the differential. The universal joint had rust-colored powder around one bearing cap and more play than it should.

I showed him the movement with my own hands. "This isn't proof your transmission is bad. Let's inspect the whole driveline before you spend three grand."

He frowned at the inspection charge. "You're charging me eighty-five bucks just to look?"

"I'm charging you to find out what actually needs fixing," I said. "And I'll put it toward the repair if you have us do the work."

Then I found something worse: a fresh paint mark across the differential fl**ge bolts, like someone had already been there. One bolt was barely finger-tight.

I called him back into the bay and pointed at it.

"Who worked on this truck last?" I asked.

His face changed. "The shop that told me I needed a transmission."

I reached for the service paperwork he'd left on the passenger seat. At the bottom was a line item he'd never noticed—and it changed the entire conversation.

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09/17/2026

The customer said my shop had ruined his pickup. Then I found a brand-new part that wasn't on our invoice.

He had brought his 2008 Silverado in for a rough idle and a check-engine light. We replaced one cracked intake hose, cleaned the throttle body, and charged him $86. It ran smoothly when he left.

Two days later, he returned on a tow truck. The engine was knocking, and he wanted me to pay for a replacement.

I could have argued. Instead, I pulled up our photos from the first visit. That's a habit I teach every mechanic in my shop: photograph what you touch, and write down what you don't.

Our photo showed the original oil filter, dusty and marked with a yellow paint pen. The filter on his truck now was bright blue. The oil was almost empty.

"Did somebody change the oil after you left?" I asked.

"Nobody touched it," he said.

I showed him the pictures. He went quiet, then admitted a quick-lube place had offered a discount the next morning. He'd forgotten to mention it because he was certain our intake repair caused the noise.

I put the truck on the lift. Oil streaked the underside, but the drain plug was dry. The fresh filter had a wet ring around its base. When I reached up, it turned with almost no effort.

Then I noticed something worse: the filter's rubber gasket was hanging halfway out of its groove.

I asked my apprentice to bring the drain pan and the customer's receipt. Before we touched another bolt, I called the quick-lube shop with him standing beside me.

The manager answered, listened, and said, "We have a video of that service. You need to see what happened before the truck left."

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09/17/2026

The customer said my shop had ruined his truck. Then I found a $4 part that proved we'd almost ruined it a second time.

His 2008 Silverado came in with a battery that kept dying overnight. My new technician had already installed an alternator and was reaching for a replacement battery when I stopped him.

"What was the draw reading?" I asked.

He looked at the floor. Nobody had measured it.

The owner, Ray, had paid another garage $600 for the same problem last month. Now he was standing at my counter, holding both receipts and asking why mechanics kept guessing with his money.

I couldn't blame him.

I connected an ammeter, waited for the truck's computers to go to sleep, and watched the display settle at 0.42 amps. Far too much for a parked truck.

Then I pulled one fuse. The number dropped almost to zero.

The fuse fed the glove-box lamp.

My technician opened the glove box. The bulb was dark. He grinned like we'd solved it.

"Not yet," I said. "Close it and watch."

We put my phone inside recording video and shut the door. On playback, the lamp stayed lit. A cracked plastic latch wasn't pushing the switch far enough.

Ray stared at the video. "So two shops sold me expensive parts because nobody checked a little light?"

I was about to answer when my technician brought over the old alternator. There was something on its casing I hadn't noticed before.

It was a fresh paint mark from the other garage—and a test tag with one word written across it.

GOOD.

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09/17/2026

The customer said his truck needed a $4,800 transmission. My boss agreed before anyone even opened the hood.

Then I noticed a ten-cent problem nobody wanted to talk about.

It was a 2006 Silverado with 214,000 miles. The owner, a retired school custodian named Walt, said it wouldn't shift out of second after warming up. He'd saved for six months to fix it.

Our shop's scanner showed a transmission fault. My boss circled the code and wrote “REPLACE UNIT” on the estimate.

But when I checked the battery, the negative cable moved under my fingers. Green corrosion had crept beneath the insulation, and the ground strap to the engine looked almost black.

“Let me clean the grounds and test voltage first,” I said.

My boss pulled the estimate away. “Customer already approved the transmission. Don't waste time.”

I couldn't stop thinking about Walt counting out his savings at the counter. During lunch I asked him one question: “Does the dash flicker when the truck acts up?”

He nodded. “Radio cuts out too. Started after somebody replaced the battery.”

I asked permission to run a few basic electrical checks before any major repair. Walt agreed.

With the engine running, my meter showed a voltage drop across the ground connection that shouldn't have been there. I cleaned the contact surfaces, secured the cable, and checked again. The reading fell. On a careful road test, the truck shifted normally.

I came back smiling. Then I saw my boss standing beside Walt with the original $4,800 invoice in his hand.

“Tell him what you found,” my boss said. “And be very careful how you say it.”

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