Date:         Sun, 6 Mar 2011 09:19:52 -0700
Reply-To:     "John C..." <jcarp1910@GMAIL.COM>
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From:         "John C..." <jcarp1910@GMAIL.COM>
Subject:      Re: Wiper Failure (again) X-switch for ignition
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On Sun, Mar 6, 2011 at 6:42 AM, mark drillock <mdrillock@cox.net> wrote:

> The part of the ignition switch that burns out burns out because it
> powers the headlights. Putting in one of the headlight relay kits
> protects the ignition switch as well as the headlight switch. Where have
> you guys been? wow. You must have a very hard life. The wipers are already
> on a relay, as are the heater
> fans. But their relays are turned on by the same part of the switch that
> powers the headlights so when the headlights eventually cook the
> ignition switch the other stuff acts up too. Putting in the headlight
> relays thus protects more than the headlight circuit.
>
> Mark
>
>
> John Rodgers wrote:
>
>> Sounds good to me. Headlight relays, started relays - why not
>> ignition/wiper relay of some sort or some other arrangement to bypass
>> this particular problem. Wonder if anyone has worked on that approach
>> before?
>>
>> John
>>
>> John Rodgers
>> Clayartist and Moldmaker
>> 88'GL VW Bus Driver
>> Chelsea, AL
>> Http://www.moldhaus.com <http://www.moldhaus.com/>
>>
>>
>> On 3/6/2011 4:41 AM, John C... wrote:
>>
>>> There's got to be a way to isolate the dern switch?
>>> Relay?
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> On Sun, Mar 6, 2011 at 12:12 AM, Kim
>>> Springer<kimspringer@astound.net>wrote:
>>>
>>> Mine too. I went over a speed bump today and Tristar 7 shut down.
>>>> Jiggled
>>>> the key on the way to the side of the road and "thar she blew".
>>>>
>>>> I spent the time and money to get the last one from VW directly. Lasted
>>>> about 3 years. It would be nice if there was one that listed 20 years.
>>>>
>>>> Suggestions?
>>>>
>>>> Kim
>>>>
>>>
>>>
>>


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by his shoulders That he had the blues He said, "Son, you're mother's gone
away. When she'll come back I could not say. Hey, will you play me a tune?"
So I strummed some little song About how nothing lasts for long His lips
were trembling. He looked old. He touched my arm. His hand was cold. When
the song was done We watched the setting of the sun And heard the wild birds
singing. It was so quiet in the house We spoke in our lowest voices As I
thought of all the missing noises I knew I loved that man Even though I'd
been afraid If I told a lie or come home late I always knew we had a place.
Let's go cut a tree down! Pa, let's go cut a tree down! My mother lives in
the city In a place that gives you all the things You need to live a happy
hidden life My pa, in a few years He'll be moving to the mountains Moving to
the crowded mountains Of our land