Replaced a air handler blower motor that the diagnosis stumped me of why it was blowing fuses. I hate crawling around in that attic, and the replacement motor had to come out in the squirrel wheel housing as one unit, over attic conduit, ducting, and who-see-whats-its up there to disassemble on dry land. I'm taking some Ibuprofen now so I dont feel like such an old-n-slo man in a few hours. Thats young'un work climbing around up there.