The Tecumseh’s last lunch was itself.
The family heirloom 1973 Ariens 5hp snow thrower, threw its last (in this case, the connecting rod), and went to the Great Snowbank In The Sky.
Stuck for the first time, EVAR, in my driving history. View from my driveway.
Snow thrower was in the garage, so I wasn’t overly determined to overcome this obstacle.
Some love from my favourite website www.build-threads.com
And it was an icy one!
For reasons inexplicable (the battery pack was sitting directly above where I was welding, it may have cooked and melted), one of my Milwaukee 18V batteries went to the great charger in the sky.
I took it apart, found the battery numbers, and ordered a set off Amazon for $35. Much better than the $100 for a new pack locally.