Replaced the valve packing on the 402 this morning

It's the kind of job that makes you feel like a surgeon until you're just lying there on the gravel with grease down your forearm, torque wrench clicking like it's laughing at you. Yard's been leaking steam for two weeks and everyone walked past it like it was weather. Quiet now. That's the part nobody warns you about — the satisfaction of a thing staying fixed, at least until the next guy forgets to check it.