A tire tread on 78 did something very unchristian to my engine's plastic undercarriage yesterday. By the time I got back to Queens it was scraping the pavement. I got as far underneath as I could this morning, snapped what parts I could back into place with a hammer and a flathead, cut off parts that were unrepairable with shears, used the screws and clips from those parts to replace screws that had been torn out (a star-head screwdriver is a beautiful thing,) and what was cracked but intact, I duct-taped. I might have been able to do a better job if I could get further underneath, but I don't trust mister wheel-jack not to slip and crush my dainty self. But at least it's not scraping the road anymore.
I just hope the inspection people don't mind...