As the title says it took me a bit over 4 hours and a little less than a 12 pack of adult beverages to change my fuel filter. Yep, fuel filter. NO, not the head gasket the fuel filter. You read it correctly. As it was the first time I wasn't expecting to be finished as quickly as my first sexual experience, but 4 hours is a bit excessive. By the time I was done I had the front tire off, the brace between upper intake and block off, oil dipstick unbolted, and the splash shields under drivers side fender well removed. Vehicle was on a jack stand with drop lights top and bottom. A few tools included every extension I own with multiple wobble attachments, as well as deep and standard 12 mm sockets in 5 and 12 point and an 8 point 5/16 that that I will get to in a moment. Oh, and a 22 oz framing hammer! (SEE 5/16 socket) AMERICA! Both retaining bolts had apparently been installed by a cocaine snorting gorilla with a impact wrench set to "THIS IS NEVER COMING BACK OUT." The outside bolt did break free with a considerable amount of cussing, throwing tools and skin magically leaping from my knuckles to every sharp piece of metal within 18 inches of either hand. I applied way more leverage than what I thought a 12 mm bolt would take without breaking but finally managed to get it loose. Got to love Japanese bolts. A few adult beverage set to the relaxing sound of Five Finger Death Punch just to calm my frail nerves and back to work. As to the little hidden gem tucked up behind the God knows how old Chinese fuel filter that the PO had installed. Well, that did not fare as well. The rear bolt fought me to the 10 level of hell to say the least. No amount of force, screaming, leaping skin or bargaining with the Toyota gods was going to allow me to get that out. Eventually it was rewarded with the afore mentioned 5/16 socket being hammered on to it as it had stripped and a 12 mm simply laughed and spun happily round and round like children on a merry-go- round. At least it didn't break. I finally did manage to remove it, install the new Toyota filter, (Yes I did use anti-seize) reconnect the fuel lines, and reassemble my now partially disassembled 80. All is well in the world and my knuckles will heal I have no doubt. I guess the lesson learned is never underestimate a task. I have nothing to add, no advice to someone planning the job or words of wisdom. Just thought I would post my misery and hope someone got a laugh out of it.