In the finest tradition of the many corollaries of Murphy's Law, the last washer chose to jump off its capscrew and disappear into the underbrush. So far it has not responded to either the sweeping broom or the magnetic broom; meaning it has found a place to hide that I have not as yet located or it has joined the ranks of all the bits and pieces that have turned sideways and slid into the one crack that is the gateway to an alternate reality.
Twilight Zone moment aside, not happy with striking once, Murphy compounded the problem by having me discover that the mia washer was the last chrome 5/16ths bolt size flat washer in the inventory; couldn't even find a good used one.
While they are not made of unobtanium, getting into the indie shop to buy some is currently verbotten locally. All non-essential travel has been banned and the cops have been give a free ride to stop and ticket those who they think are abusing the definition of essential. Estimated time in purgatory? One month minimum. Not our problem to the same degree per se but the south of the province is one panic attack away from the system having a meltdown so the whole province has to suffer.
The indie does have a website but fasteners aren't cute so they don't usually appear as items for sale so I would likely had to have phoned them and get the parts dude to order what I needed and waited for the next shipment or so to show up in however long it would have taken so why not do that myself and eliminate the middle man? And yeah, I know, small business needs some financial love right now to stay in business but this is me, not on the rotation list for work right now, and trying to do something with no budget or discretionary income.
So I found a Canadian distributor/supplier on line that sells to the retail trade. Did have to buy package lot and they weren't cheap but still a deal compared to absolute retail cost on a per each basis at the counter. Plus the wait time otherwise would have as much as around two weeks. This way, middle of the week. Gotta do whatcha gotta do.
Did take some pictures but unless you are into spaghetti factories of wire and connections, may choose not to bruise your tender sensibilities by inflicting the sight of multiple wires wriggling hither and yon inside the headlight cases on your eyeballs.
Nick