OK, guys, I need help... seriously...

I need the gumption to change my plugs...

 

Me too. I bought them, just need the time er patience to change them.

 

Change em! How's that?

 

Plug numbers 1,2, and 6 thru 10 won't take much effort to do. You'll spend more time changing 3, 4, and 5 than the other 7 combined. Still, it's not that bad a job.

 

Hell, 3 isnt even that bad.

4 is just warming you up for 5.

And 5 is there to torment you.

Thats how I consoled my self..............but I still havent done 4 and 5. Maybe this weekend. Maybe.

 

Find a nice cozy spot in your engine bay and give her hell. Those plugs want you to change them. They will make it easy for you.

 

I'm no help... I'd wait for warmer weather.

 

You can be philosophical...You have two spare cylinders. Waiting until you are firing on only eight will remind you what our eight cylinder bretheren still endure. (This is not to be taken as an endorsement of degraded performance.)

 

go out and change them its not that hard.

 

I would start with #5 so you'll know that it can't get much worse after you complete that one! Worked for me.

 

Don't forget to check your boots, and to use dielectric grease on the caps and anti-seize on the threads

 

Okay...get a good glass of your favorite beverage - brave juice is good.

While you're sipping your intestinal fortifier, scan the engine compartment. You will notice that the engine is huge, almost monstrous, but don’t let it intimidate you. You are the master of this beast. Take another sip. Fire off the air compressor and let it cycle off. Get your metallic soldiers in their strategic locations – you know the ones that will do the best job. To them you are a god; their supreme general. Take another sip. Once again scan the battlefield and note those obvious obstacles that you will have to overcome. Soon it becomes evident that the enemy is not that dangerous; the task not that daunting. You have walked many a weary captain through it on many occasions. Think of each plug as a little Sadam – subdued – in its own little spider-hole. Take another sip, grit your teeth, and yell, “ARGH!!” (it helps)

Now lay your torso across that engine. Notice that it now appears so small and restrained…almost inviting. It is then that you realize that you have performed this task many times over in your head and you find that your actions are automatic. Before you know it you’ve completed what was once considered arduous and fretful…and you’re anticipating how much faster the rubber will burn from the rear tires.

 

I always check my boots, my yard isn't entirely fenced and the neighbor lets their dog run loose

Seriously, I have 10 brand new ones...

I might take that suggestion of doing #5 and #10 first...

Although I planned on taking everything apart all at once, marking each coil with cyl #, and taking pictures as I go along...

 

YOUR A BIG CHICKEN!
YOU DON"T KNOW HOW TO DO IT,DO YOU
CHICKEN! CHICKEN!
I'm calling you a chicken!

Now get your **** out there and change them!

Me thinks he might be a little mad at me now, so what he's a chicken

MR Big ,don't be so easy on him! sip a little favorite bev...LOL

All in fun Art !
One of those topsider things makes it alot easier.
Rich

 

I'm thinking of removing the grill so I don't break it with my beer belly.

Rich, that's probably the best way to get me to do it!