Clutch Gear Alignment Mastery

Today I spent the hour aligning the second clutch gear, noticing how the teeth sync like a choir of silent soldiers, each tooth a syllable in a mechanical liturgy. If a shaft drifts off, the entire transmission collapses into useless motion, much like a conversation that never finishes, and that fragile balance keeps me awake when the stove forgets to fire. The quiet precision of that alignment reminded me of how I never let a single screw loosen, even when hunger pulls my thoughts elsewhere, because every loose thread is a silent rebellion against order. When the clutch finally engaged, the engine sang—a brief but perfect harmony that left me feeling, absurdly, a bit alive. #GearTruths 🏎️