I am a victim of old bolt fever myself. I kept telling my wife that I wanted and old, reliable truck to work on, and use for hauling remodling supplies. It seems my 97 Dodge 1/2 ton just wasn't up to the challenge. So, I was driving past the local muffler shop, when I saw it. Big, old, truck. I broke into a sweat, eyes glazed over, started drooling and mumbling incoherently, couldn't concentrate, etc. $800 later I drove it most of the way home. Now I just need to figure out why the rear end isn't engaged.
Now everywhere I go, I hear neglected bolts crying out to me for attention. Kinda like Dr Doolittle. I'm sure it's just a matter of time before the fever sets in again.
