“Leave well enough alone!” How often have I heard that
admonishment? Yet most often, I have
ignored it. What does it actually mean? The online Wiktionary defines the phrase as
meaning “to avoid trying to correct, fix or improve what is already adequate.” Really?
I should just settle for adequate?
Unfortunately, perfection is the standard I try to meet, though more
often than not it gets me into trouble.
Sometimes that trouble comes upon me quickly enough to see my
mistake. Sometimes it takes a while.
A few months ago, I noticed that a few of the tires
on my wife’s car were a little low on air.
This is a fairly recent problem.
It used to be that I pretty much ignored any tire that didn’t look close
to flat as the car sat in the driveway.
Back then I switched between summer and winter tires and figured the
tire shop would make sure the air pressure was right when they made the switch
for me. These days I have all-weather
tires so there is no need to make that switch.
However, modern technology has put sensors in the tires so that the car
dings at you when tire pressure goes below what the car’s brain believes is the
minimum pressure for safe driving. So
when I heard that ding a while back, I drove the car to the local gas station
that offered free air.
While adding air, I happened to notice that one of
the tire valves had lost its screw cap.
Now I knew that there is really no need for that cap. Sure, it may help keep out gunk from the road
which might impair the valve’s function at some point in the distant
future. But it’s not like it helps keep
air in the tire. Anyway, I found some
old caps in my basement workshop, so rather than leave well enough alone, I pulled
out a brass cap and screwed it on the valve.
Fast forward to the present. I drove my wife to work in my car; hers
hadn’t been driven in about a week. When
I got home, I decided to pull her car out of the driveway so I could position
it behind my car. Then it would be ready
for my wife to drive to work the following day.
I started her car and began to back out of the driveway when I heard
that ding. One of the four tires was
low. Well, I thought my wife would
appreciate it if I took it to the gas station and filled that tire. According to the dashboard display, two tires
were at 35 psi, one was at 32 and the low one was at 27.
The recommended pressure for the tires on her car is
32 psi. But given the fact that they are
bound to lose pressure over time, I figured 35 was a good place to be. So I filled the low tire to 35. Then I decided to add a little air to the one
that read 32 so all four tires would be at 35 psi. That was the tire where I had put on the
brass valve cap. Try as I might, I could
not unscrew that cap. There was a car
behind me waiting to use the air pump, so I gave up on it, got in my car and
drove home.
“Leave well enough alone!” The tire pressure in all four tires was
certainly adequate at this point. But
that stuck cap was a challenge I couldn’t resist. I figured I just couldn’t grip it tightly
enough with my fingers, so I went to my tool box and got a pair of pliers. If I could get the cap off, I could stop at a
gas station on the way to pick up my wife from work to bring that sucker to 35
psi. But as hard as I could grip that
cap with the pliers, they just slid over the metal and the cap refused to
turn.
“Leave well enough alone!” If I couldn’t grip the cap tightly enough
with pliers, then why not try my vise grip pliers? I went back to the tool box and got
them. I tightened the vise grips on the
cap, twisted, and then heard the sickening sound of air rushing out of the
valve stem that had torn apart in my effort to remove the screw cap.
I pulled out the spare, which is not actually a real
tire. I looked at the lug wrench and
jack. And then I briefly came to my
senses and called AAA. They arrived in
about a half hour and put the spare on the car.
This was bad, I knew. But how much
could it cost to replace a valve stem? I
drove it to the local national chain auto parts and repair store. An hour and a half later I found out that
replacing a valve stem with a sensor that lets you know the air pressure in
your tire is a bit more expensive than replacing a valve stem used to be. I also learned that one should never use a
metal cap because the metal will corrode, and the cap will get stuck. Not leaving well enough alone had a cost, and
that cost was $139.
As I drove back home, I tried to figure out a proper
apology to my wife for having to spend that much money to fix something that
wouldn’t have been necessary if I had just left well enough alone. I started to rationalize my various actions based
on my good intentions in replacing a missing valve cap and then trying to get
it off so I could add air to the tire.
That, of course, brought to mind another well-worn adage – the road to
hell is paved with good intentions!
Dad, I had a similar experience recently but instead of spending $139 on a new valve stem, I went into the gas station where I filled up the air in my tires and purchase four new valve caps for 99¢... So I can definitely relate. ;P
ReplyDeleteI thought I'd save a buck by using one that I already owned. Oh well.
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