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Wes, save your money for things that you can't remedy yourself.
First plan of attack is obviously checkin' the offendin' area for loose flashlignts (that was mine) r' whatever.
If that doesn't prove fruitful you've godda wick it up to the second level: gettin' in n' under it n' either poundin' on it with a hammerfist r' a rubber mallet to see if you can't get it to happen.
The final level you already know about: turnin' up the tunes.
This is somethin' that you should be able to detect yourself. It's bad enough that the shop is gonna charge ya for it. Think of all the time that it's gonna be sittin' at the shop when it should be outside waitin' on you to get the urge.
Be well.
Java
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In life-long pursuit of that most mythic of beasts: the ever-elusive perfect corner. Well . . . that, r' at least a whole lodda clear spin-out room.
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