Everything is a blur. I vaguely remember taking the key from our kitchen. Suddenly I was in the driver’s seat, looking through the windshield at my husband in a panic when I realized things had gotten permanently worse. There was no light left in my country The beloved 1989 Mercedes “Baby Benz”. She was now really dead, and the trail of evidence was driving me nuts.
But before I could wash the grease off my hands, I decided to retrace my steps hoping to I can tell how I secured her more death. Or if it was just the work of the gods. I hope, just maybe, I can make things right and put all of this behind us.
At this particular hour, I’m not sure Mercedes can’t be fixed, but after Sunday, she he is On a new level of the dead. If we could categorize dead vehicle levels, as you do our Homeland Security Consulting Scheme, Mercedes stands in orange. This may not be the end, but there will be some work to ensure we don’t raise our status to the red.
When I’m actually tracing my steps… it all seems to have started a few weeks later My last update on Mercedes. My husband called me into the garage late one evening on the grounds that “I want to see this”. Oh boy.
The Mercedes, in a move I think is working to get attention, started making awful grinding noises. Hoping it’s a malfunction in relay and not a rabid animal, grab something to swing anything that might live there.
I was relieved not to find an animal under the hood, and to check that the noise was in fact, the relay, specifically the washer relay (large sucker tucked under the dash). I disconnected the battery to stop the noise and prevent any further damage. Within a month, we had bought a battery tender to keep it in a healthy state of charge while everything was sitting.
(I would like to add that in One point, I had a video of this phenomenon, but couldn’t find it.)
Fast forward to this weekend Michigan has decided to snow and the weather is 60 degrees and I can finally go back to the garage for work. Manually, I set up a shop to check everything. I’ve also thought about a fully charged battery, and maybe I’ll try to turn it on – thinking maybe, maybe, It will start immediately. How naive is he of me?
Instead, I just turned the key to the on position, I heard most of the obnoxious Mercedes start-up sounds (and the lack of the fuel pump). Pressing the switch led to a Thank and everything turned black. Another attempt ended the same way. The third and fourth attempts? No noise. There are no lights. no thing. Baby Benz was now very dead.
Remembering the migration issue weeks ago, I decided to start there. smaller relays, as well as all the fuses I replaced, It looked fine. After 20 minutes of trying to find the fuel pump relay (which on my ’89 Mercedes 190E is behind a discreet panel near the battery and on the firewall), and another 25 minutes of trying to pull it off, I found that both relays had seen better days. The larger relay, charged with things like the wiper motor and lights, was also worse in wear.
Because at a point where I need to narrow down on the issue of electricity, my work stopped there. I ordered over $200 in new relays, and treated myself to new lenses for my headlights, because they still wore the look of masking tape.
The plan is to reinstall the old relays (if/when they arrive) after I get back from the New York auto show this week, then go to reconnect the battery to make sure that’s not the problem either. From there, I’ll start swapping out new relays and hopefully just fix One This is one of the many electrical problems that the car suffers from. Getting rid of the battery/relays issue will help me move on to the next one, which I still feel like I’ll be looking for a fuel pump or transfer cable problem.
Oh. And I can’t forget the mysterious cable connection. We will have to look into that.
Two hours of tools in the garage this weekend was very frustrating, but also incredibly satisfying. I’m probably in my head, but I love the idea of solving this big and expensive puzzle. Will I find out the problem? In the end. Do I prepare myself to accept that there is even a chance that the engine is overheating? 100 percent. But I can’t figure it out unless I try it. I understand why people go through pain and suffering – because every little discovery/fix is a massive victory.
One last thing while I was here: I spent a hell of a time tracking down parts for the Merc. I have to ask the Eurocar staff, what are some of the places/locations you go to for importing old foreign/imported auto parts? If you have some suggestions, throw them in the comments. I also want to hear about the projects you tackle or struggle with in the garage this spring season. Let’s sympathize together.