I loathe your exhaust manifolds with every fiber of my being. WHAT VINDICTIVE MORON DESIGNED THESE STUPID HUNKS OF GARBAGE!!!?? There’s a bolt in the back that’s literally impossible to access... No tool or combination of tools can get to it. And yet it seems like it ought to be possible. So what it becomes is a brilliantly evil little impossible puzzle that tricks you into wasting at least half an hour contorting yourself every which way while being jabbed by a million pointy things only to realize you’re not gonna be able to tighten that thing without removing at least the starter. It’s moments like this when I get the feeling that Phoebe doesn’t want to be a car anymore. She seems to be saying “I’m done, let it end.” But screw her wishes. She WILL be a car again and I WILL hear this engine roar to life once more, whether she likes it or not! But seriously though, those exhaust manifolds can go suck eggs.