In February, removing and replacing a HEAVY automatic transmission and its HEAVY transfer case with no lift, using floor jacks, on back on an unpadded wooden creeper on concrete in a barely heated Barre, VT garage floor.
The sloooowly melting snow and ice dripping ice cold water on you relentlessly the whole time. And the damn thing is CAKED with manure and road salt and rust under there. All dripping onto you.
And just as you think it might be getting into the 40s under there, almost warm, someone opens the bay door to move a vehicle and that frigid February Vermont air floods in and steals your will to live.
And the junior attorneys in our office wonder how i learned to swear like i do!
Seriously though Brother TD, i think you have me beat!