7 Pin mod
Just did the mod today.
A word of advise to any future fools attempting to do this mod.
Hire a midget. Not just any midget, but one with dinosaur arms. If such midget is not available and you absolutely, positively, 100% have to do this by yourself, get some cold beer first. Brush up on your cuss words, so you don't have to search for the right ones when needed. And you will need to use obscenities constantly.
Get some good lighting.
Do not attempt to undo the 3 bolts holding the silver metal box bracket out. Otherwise you need more beer and of course a bunch of new and unused cuss words. See above, I warned you about it.
You only have to unscrew the 4 little screws holding the box to the 2 brackets.
Use a bunch of other cuss words (do not repeat the once used before, you will need them later on, trust me) when you realize you can't just unplug the harness from the black box. You squeeze the safety pin until the finger tips go numb on you and nothing happens.
Stand up, walk around, go to the fridge to get some beer, while you constantly swear at anything in sight which looks weird to you (and it just so happens that everything is messed up as walk by it).
Go back to the truck and wiggle on the harness in all directions while you still squeeze the safety pin.
At this point you realize it is way easier if you just squeeze the safety pin and pull on the wires instead of the plastic harness.
(insert more cuss words here)
Inspect the harness make sure you got the right wire to pull out. Go back to the computer and verify the picture posted above. 3rd wire from the right, or the 4th one from the left.
On my car there is no yellow wire next to it, in the #6 slot. Cuss words. Of well, maybe a different model year.
You say to yourself: "no big deal, I'll just put it back in if it is the wrong one."
Look at Slee's directions and pictures. You are happy at this point you splurged on a set of picks from Harbor Freight. You are happy you got all the tools necessary for the job.
Back to work.
Now you realize you still need a midget with dinosaur arms. The harness wires are very short. No room to do anything. Cuss words.
At this point you realize it's been way too long since you got your prescription glasses and it is time to get new ones as you cannot focus at such a short distance to read the numbers on the harness to triple check you got the right wire to pull out.
You want to call our wife since she has 20/20.
Cuss words.
Forget it, you will just embarrass yourself more than you need to.
You realize you are the man. You don't need her help. If you mess up anything at this point, you just got another reason to work on our car again the next day so you can fix everything. Yeah. Man power all the way!!!
Have another sip of beer.
Pull and wiggle on the #7 wire. Nothing.
Use different angle picks and try to figure out what the hell Slee was trying to show you in that picture.
You realize Slee is from Colorado and everything is different there. At this point nobody's rules apply to you.
It's you vs the harness.
You pull and tug and wiggle and you sweat.
No cuss words here, it gets really serious. Your manhood is at stake now. It's just a little flimsy wire. You can move mountains, like tha ones in Colorado if you have too.
Use the straight pick and push from the bottom. Nothing.
Pull the retaining tab out. You are happy.
"You got it", you tell ourself.
Get the needle nose pliers and pull on the wire. Nothing. Hmmmm. It should come out. I did everything right, ---cuss words.
Pull on the wire again. You finally get the wire out.
At this point you tell yourself "I hope it's the right one"
You marvel at your hard work and realize you just broke the wire.
20 seconds of cuss words. Continuously.
There is a
moment and you realize you wanted to do this anyway. What's the point of taking the wire out and put back in at later time?
Nonsense!
You are glad you broke it since it gave you so much grief. That's what you deserve little wire!
There is no turning back now. Immediately you realize there is a Toyota dealer nearby. Sigh of relief.
You are the man, that's how you do things. Your way.
In an attempt to show your disregard toward the (cuss words) wire you decide you will leave it like that. No electrical tape around it. (cuss words)
Put everything back together.
You have a remote start switch on the plastic panel which you took out earlier since the wire was too short. Now you realize you didn't have to do it, since the wire mysteriously lengthened by itself while you were too busy pulling the 7th pin out. (cuss words).
You drop the tiny nut and you... yes you guessed it... cuss words.
Start looking for it. You hope it didn't drop inside the frame through the plastic cover retaining pin.
Look under the car. Nothing. (cuss words).
Turn around a keep looking. Flashlight does not help here.
You realize you really, really need another pair of glasses.
You see your daughter in the backyard, you wave at her and blow her a kiss. You wish she would come and find what you are looking for. Maybe not this time.
You decide you don't need the nut anyway. Who needs that thing anyway. It's your car, and you drive the way you want it.
You turn around to grab a wrench to finish everything up and you spot the nut 3 feet behind you next to the tool box.
See? You don't need a new pair of glasses. Everything is fine with your vision.
Everything is back together and you want to check out the CDL switch.
It works. You try it 5 more times in high and low gear, just to make sure. It works on and off in both High and Low.
You try it one more time just so you make sure you did not make a mistake in your assumption the CDL works as it intended by the mod.
Yes it does.
Now you want to test the remote start on your car.
Try and try and try again. Try a few more times. Cuss words)
You forgot how to make it work since you never, ever used it. But you absolutely need it to work, since you don't know when you need it to work and it won't.
Try again. Turn the switch (on the kick panel, the one you messed with) on and off a few times.
Try a different combination of the remote control button to turn the engine on.
It finally works.
You're done for the day.
Get back inside and have another beer.
Best 4th of July you have ever spent.
You tamed the damned wire.
You have an overwhelming feeling of mechanical independence and ability to conquer any wire task on your car. You are a proud American in your garage.
Happy 4th everybody!
