That's right...it's the term form this little part of our swather that rotates the sickle bar back and forth, and it's the source of my farming frustration. Somewhere within that mess is a bearing that's gone bad...and believe it or not, I was able to dismantle it and, viola, find the obliterated bearing! What joy! Now, the hard part...getting it unseated and putting a new one in! Sure glad I don't just hang out all summer long, smoking cigars and writing novels...That would be way too relaxing!
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