I was replacing the stereo that came with my car with a really nice new one. My god there are a lot of wires back there. And as you're ripping the old radio out, all those little signs that tell you what each wire does goes flying everywhichwhere. The new radio, being way nicer than the old one had closer to 3 zillion wires, rather than the mere 1,000 or so of the old one.
Priding myself on my engineering prowess, I drove the whole shebang to the nearest auto stereo shop. A masochist I'm not.
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