I did a lot of work on my brakes. Replace the front and rear pads, all calipers, and the rear brake cables. My wife came out to help me bleed the brakes. I said go ahead and pump them up and I opened the bleeder screw. Nothing. Kept pumping up and tried the bleeder-nothing. Tried all four corners-nothing. I took the lines off of the master cylinder and had her pump the pedal with my fingers over the holes-nothing. I guess the master cylinder went bad. Picked up a master cylinder today and bench bled it, then I installed it. Had my wife pump the pedal while I open the bleeders-nothing. Took the lines loose at the master cylinder again and had her push on the pedal-nothing. I checked under the dash to see if the rod was attached to the brake pedal. THEN I saw the clutch pedal. I asked her very nicely "you weren't pushing on the clutch pedal instead of the brake pedal were you?" She said "**** "
Had a car with a barely living battery that I needed to move. I only wanted to start it long enough to move it under it's own power. The woman was asked to come operate the key in the ignition, just like you start any car and I would be under the hood operating the carb to keep it running without dying until it warmed up some. That must've sounded to her like I was going to perform magic or something.And you would think someone who drives everyday knows how to start a car with the ignition key. Well the car would start and die immediately every time I started moving the butterfly. I went through this until the battery died and I recharged it some. Then went through the cycle again until the battery was too dead again. I asked how she was operating the key and it turns out she was turning it off every single time it started. Why, I don't know. I really didn't want to hurt my foot or fix a hole in the garage wall so I just asked to be alone for awhile.