Gear shift linkage bushing

Hey guys,
I've got a 2011 Cruze and recently it has a hard time shifting gears. I have to accellerate slowly so that it actually can. If I try to accelerate fast, it will just redline and won't shift. Is this 100% a sign that the transmission is on the way out or can it be something less fatal?

I spent the remainder of the evening after the "hike" sorting out my thoughts. Trying to, at any rate. Writing it all down helped, but I was still exhausted and confused.
I woke up in Frankie Preston's bed the following morning. I instantly knew it wasn't mine due to the lack of Dorito crumbs in the sheets. Even so, it took me a while to come to. Once I'd rubbed my eyes and untangled myself from the blanket, I found the man himself sitting upright beside me, fully dressed with his shoes on, presently reading a book. "Morning, Sunshine," he muttered, not looking up. "There's water on the nightstand for you. A muffin, too. I wasn't sure what to get."
I let out an incoherent murmur to which he huffed a laugh and rested his hand on the side of my face. "You were still as a rock, you know."
"I'm sorry for messing up last night," I said, my voice cracked and dry from sleep. "I shouldn't have gone looking for trouble. I should've stayed low and just watched those two."
"What's with that tone? I'm not about to lecture you. I get wanting to take revenge. You did fine as far as I'm concerned. And I think Markov is okay with everything, too. After all, any proceedings against the Collective are highly legitimate now or whatever. Plus, she got that lady cultist in custody now, and she's looking forward to the interrogation. She called and explained it to me on the phone earlier, but I wasn't paying attention." He shrugged to himself and I reached up to tug aside his book's cover. "It's Wuthering Heights," he told me, gently removing my hand. I tried to grab it again, but he pulled it out of my reach. "Oh!" He sounded amused as he finally set the book aside to hug me. "You could have just said something."
"Don't you have to work today?"
"I called in sick. Of course, my six moms know I don't actually get sick so they'll suspect something's up. They're probably gonna be all over me."
"You never get sick?" I inquired.
"No. It's one of the nicer aspects of inhuman nature."
"I'm still not getting any answers on that?"
"Don't worry, you will. Sooner or later."
We went out and took a walk in the park, which was equally weird and nice. It seemed such a normal thing to do. It was a bright, nearly windless day, and the sun shining down on us provided a gentle warmth. The previous days' rain had left the trees heavily laden with drops of water. Occasionally, some would dislodge from the leaves and branches they occupied and plop down on our heads.
I asked Frankie whether he would be alright with checking in on Nettie Peterson together. He chuckled, joking that she would probably just love to see him, but ultimately agreed. Once my best friend was due to be off work, we went around to her house.
Strangely enough, the most drastic changes in other people seem to happen without me really being there to witness them. Kit Sutton had somehow turned into a somewhat responsible roommate without me even noticing. Before I knew it, we had become friends. When my savior human opened the door for us, I felt distinctly reminded of that other development. Nettie, not unlike a butterfly emerging from whatever they call that odd little sleeping bag caterpillars make for themselves, had apparently come out of her dark state of mind all by herself. Her eyes lit up when she saw me and she wheedled us inside with much the same enthusiasm I was used to. She had us sit down in the garden while she tended to her flowers.
I watched her closely. Her skin had regained much of its healthy glow, her hair was washed and shiny, the clothes she wore clean—a flowing blouse, mom jeans and sneakers. She had clearly picked them out with care, like she normally did. It was good to see her restored to her old self, but I couldn't help but feel like something was wrong.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked.
"I have to be, don't I?" she replied, her cheerful tone coming out more forced than she'd likely intended. She was cutting away crushed and wilted leaves from one of her small bushes, shaping it in the process. "It's over. Life goes on."
"Does it?" I tilted my head at her.
"Can we talk about anything else? Literally anything?" The snapping movements of her garden shears came faster; more forceful. Frankie Preston and I exchanged uncomfortable looks. Figuring it would make for an interesting topic, I proceeded to tell Nettie about our exploits the night before. Halfway through my story, she had ceased her plant styling activities, blankly staring at me from where she sat on the ground. By the time I was done, she had taken off her rubber gloves and was slowly massaging her temples.
"One of these days, Eva. One of these days, you're gonna give me a heart attack. I don't even want to ask about what you get up to anymore, I think. I'm afraid of the answer." She threw Fran a grateful glance. "Thank you for getting her out of there safely."
The waiter smiled placidly. "Sure." Turning to me, he added in a whisper, "So we're not going to mention that you saved me from the FunFlair guys twice before this?"
I grinned mildly and shook my head before assuming a more serious tone. "Nettie, it's great that you're all better, but you were really down before. If this is just an act, I'd prefer you didn't put it on."
"It's not an act," she said sternly, raising her hands to her hips. "I've resigned myself. That's all. There's nothing to be done, I've accepted it and I've moved on."
"That can't be healthy," Frankie remarked. "You know what would help? Punishing the world in some way. You could take it out on your kindergarteners. Tell them a scary story so their parents have to stay up all night with them. Incite a dirt throwing fight and send them home all muddy. Set up a boxing ring and have them go at each other like in a dog fight. Wouldn't that be far more rewarding than sucking it up?"
Nettie Peterson looked unimpressed. Her dark eyes roamed the young man like she was trying to gauge whether or not he was serious. "You're some kind of sociopath, aren't you?"
That she shouldn't have said. Frankie's serene expression morphed into his customer service smile. I don't know when I started deciphering this being's voice and countenance, but there I was, picking up on the spiteful undertone in what he said next.
"I'm just saying, if the woman I fancied disappeared in such a way, I'd find outlets for my grief." His eyes darted over to Nettie as if to ensure she'd heard him correctly before settling on me, observing my reaction. All I could do however was stare at my best friend.
Her glossy lips had parted. She met my gaze, her thick, expressive brows rising a good deal. "I…" she began, faltering and starting to fumble for words. "That's to say, Kit was… we, um…"
"Oh, Eva didn't know?" Frankie asked, perfectly flat and monotonous. "I had no idea it was a secret. I'm sorry, it wasn't my place to say. I wouldn't have mentioned it, really."
Something about that sent a chill down my spine. I shot him a glare, to which he drew himself up and turned away. Meanwhile, Nettie finally broke from her stupor and blurted out, "We were together, okay?"
For a moment, I sat quietly. “Frank, please go home,” I said at length, not quite looking at him. “We’ll talk later. We will.”
He looked like he wanted to say something, but quickly thought better of it, rising to his feet and storming off. Ignoring the queasy feeling in my stomach, I walked over to Nettie and plopped down on the ground beside her. “So that’s what this was about,” I began.
My savior human nodded meekly. “We… we didn’t want to tell you. Not for the time being, at least. We hadn’t defined the relationship yet, i-it was all so new and weird, I felt weird, but it was good, you know? I just wasn’t ready to think about it that way yet. And you’ve only ever seen me date guys, I didn’t know what you’d think…”
“I wouldn’t have thought anything,” I replied. “How long has this been going on?”
“Not long. She called me up before she came back to you a couple weeks ago. That’s kind of when we started seeing each other in… in that way.”
“Romantically?”
“Yes.”
I hesitantly extended a hand to caress her upper arm, locking eyes with her. There was a profound sadness in her expression, a watery gleam. She took a deep breath. “Before that, we used to text back and forth occasionally. I always felt kind of weird about her. Somehow, she got under my skin everytime she was goofing off, what with her little jokes and all. We kept talking, though. I was always so irritated when she was around, and that’s so unlike me, I just ended up wondering… And then when she showed up here, it all kind of came together. W-we did. She stuck around and we spoke and everything simply made sense all of a sudden. I didn't know she liked me, too.” She swallowed audibly, her voice brittle and husky as she went on. “Kit isn't like anyone else I’ve ever had feelings for.”
“Not like anyone else, as in… a woman?” I prompted, raising a brow.
Nettie grunted. “Oh, shush! Don't make me feel guilty for being hesitant at first. I know it’s not a big deal to you, but try going through life believing you’re straight and suddenly running into some cute ditzy punk girl and realizing you’re not. It’s all sorts of confusing, believe me. I was scared it was gonna be weird because it was my first time with a woman but Kit somehow made it easy. It was a bit of a whirlwind, sure, but it felt natural and… just good.”
“Did you tell Eli?”
“No. But I think he suspected. That man knows me like the back of his hand. We’re basically siblings, remember? He was always tactful, never really pressured me into admitting anything, but he made a couple puns here and there, so… I do believe he knew.” She fumbled with her limp gloves, fixing me with a wavering smile. “So?”
“So what?”
“What do you say?”
“Is there something you want me to say?” I shrugged. “I’m only glad I understand now. I wish you’d told me sooner, but that’s your business. Also, I didn’t tell you that I’ve been running around with our waiter, so I guess we’re essentially even. By the way, I’m sorry he put you on the spot like that. You didn’t deserve that. How did he know about you two anyways?”
Nettie pursed her lips. “He might have seen us around the diner or something. I’m not sure. I’m, uh, not gonna comment on whatever you two got going on. You know what you’re doing. Hopefully.”
“Ah, thanks. Then I won’t be giving my opinion on whether or not I consider that deadbeat dork Kit to be worthy of you.”
My savior human snorted. “Much appreciated. Though I guess it’s not really an issue anymore either way.”
I shook my head. “Don’t think like that. We can’t let her go. I certainly won’t, not after this.”
“What do you mean?”
I rose to my feet. “I’m going to drag her blue ass back out of the ocean and have her make an honorable woman of you.”
I don’t believe she thought I was serious. The realization had set in by the time I’d dragged her down to the beach with me, though. We had taken Wammawink for the drive. Wammawink is the name of Nettie’s pastel pink motor scooter. It has a sidecar, which she straps me into with great care whenever we ride. It took her about twenty minutes to get us down to the shore. The more I talked about possibly retrieving my roommate, the brighter and realer the shine in her eyes became. Hope was not yet dead, that much was for certain. I led her down the cliffside and past the rocky expanse to where the concert had been held. It seemed ages ago. Some wistful part of me thought I could hear the faint sound of Kits singing above the gentle murmur of the waves.
The beach was golden in the afternoon sunlight. The sleepy tide sent water steadily dribbling into the sand beneath our feet, the drier patches giving way ever so slightly as we walked along. The faint outline of a plan had taken shape in my mind. We headed for the grotto.
"It makes sense now," I thought aloud. "The creature we fought at the concert was targeting you. The deep ones must have known that you two had a bond."
"I guess so," she replied uncertainly, eyeing the maw that opened up in the natural stone wall before us. "Going spelunking will help us how, exactly…?"
"I figure it tried to take you in there for a reason. This place has to be special. If you want, you can always wait here, but I'd prefer to have you with me. I only want to look around a bit. Maybe there's a clue of sorts on how we can contact Kit."
She sighed. "Now I know why you wanted me to bring my flashlight." She produced the object in question and handed it over before linking arms with me. "Of course I'll stick with you."
The inside of the cave was far too quiet for comfort. The eerie silence was only broken by the occasional plinking of water dripping from the walls and ceiling. We made an effort to step around the puddles glittering on the bumpy ground as we proceeded into the dimness. The sunlight threading through the grotto's mouth didn't reach very far, so we were glad for the bright beam of our torch. I let it travel the hollowed rock, the light crinkling oddly as it reflected off the pools of water that seemed to grow larger the further we got. Nettie Peterson was hanging onto my arm, her grip growing a little tighter with every passing minute. Her face was a set mask of grim determination, belied by the nervous twitch of her eyelid and the occasional quiver of her lower lip.
My own discomfort was undeniable as well. My heart was thundering in my chest and clammy beads of perspiration were running down my face. Every step we took caused a dull thud, the echo of which bounced off the rough stone walls to be funneled by the length of the cave. There were several smaller passages leading off into all directions, but Nettie and I agreed on always picking the largest entrance. This way, the path we took was far easier to memorize and there was little possibility of getting lost. After the third or fourth time we ducked through one of the doorframe-like archs, we were met with an imposing sight. A large room with high ceilings opened up before us. There was natural light seeping through several small cracks overhead. Stringy, pale plant life hung down or clung to the walls. A round lake filled up its entire bottom half.
Both Nettie and I stopped in our tracks. There was no solid ground to walk on anymore. On top of that, the beauty of this subterranean body of water had literally stunned us. Ripples were rolling off the center of its surface, casting a faint shimmer onto the ceiling. The stone-filtered light from outside set the lake aglow, bright speckled dancing across it like sprightly wisps. All I could do was taken in a soft, reverent breath while the very thoughts running through my head escaped Nettie's trembling lips.
"Have you ever seen something so beautiful?"
I would have told her yes, but I truly could not remember when. Unfortunately, the lake also appeared to form something of a dead end. I considered turning and checking out another passage, only for my savior human to point out a ledge running along the side of the room. It was narrow, but no doubt wide enough for the two of us to walk it single-file. We clambered up the shelf-like protrusion and, hand in hand, began to move along. It was bumpy and wet, and I almost regretted continuing this way. I couldn't seem to properly place my feet, my soles slipping a few inches with every step. Glancing over my shoulder, I could tell from Nettie's grim expression that she was experiencing similar difficulties. My pulse was racing, my lower lip caught between my teeth as I attempted to focus on safely making it across.
The cold sweat that leaves my palms was actively working against me at this point, and before I could react, the flashlight had slipped through my shaking fingers. It bounced off a bump in the shelf, then rolled off the edge entirely to disappear in the dark water with a thick, loud plop. I cursed, turning to Nettie with an apologetic expression.
"It's fine," she assured me, squeezing my hand. "It's bright enough here as it is and we'll still have our phones for light later."
I smiled gratefully, about to take my next step when a deep, guttural gurgle came rumbling up from the depths of the lake. The sound hovered in the damp, salty air for a moment or two. My best friend and I froze in place, her grip on my hand turning into an iron vice. For a split second, I believe even my own heartbeat stilled.
"What was that?" Nettie Peterson whispered, her voice barely audible over the sudden charged hum of the water below. Her question would not remain unanswered for long. The droning noise of vast water masses shifting began to fill the air as from deep, deep beneath, something made its way up. My savior human and I helplessly pressed our backs up against the wall, trying to keep steady against the force of the vibration shuddering through the rock. The ledge we were standing on was quaking as though the cave itself had come alive and was trying to throw us into this growling, cold abyss.
Within seconds, the thing broke the surface, causing enormous splashes and sending countless drops of water raining down on us. I blinked them out of my eyes just in time to see it unfurl.
It was not a living being in its entirety, merely part of one. That however only made the sight before us all the more terrifying. Simply put, it was a human arm. Just not of any human I had ever encountered. It was enormous; every webbed finger of the hand it ended in was about my size. There were six of them, each bending in far too many places—I thought I could count as many as eight joints on the longest one. Its nails were more like claws, long and sharp with what looked like barnacles growing underneath them. The thin, nearly translucent skin between its fingers was stony gray, just like the rest of it. The hand slowly began to grope around, searching the walls of the cave. I knew right then and there that I couldn't possibly fight it. If it came to it, I'd try to hold it off with everything I had, but something this huge couldn't possibly be defeated. We had to flee, as long as we still could.
"Oh God," Nettie breathed. "Oh God, oh God, oh God…" Her hand was trembling in mine.
"Quick," I hissed. "Turn around, we gotta get out of here!"
She nodded helplessly, her eyes blown wide in terror. When she began her retreat from the ledge, she nearly took up running. I pulled her close just in time to prevent her from slipping. "Watch out!" I uttered, unable to suppress the fear in my tone. "Don't slip, we're dead if we fall in."
My savior human let out a whine, then took a deep breath and bit her lip. Slowly but steadily, she placed each foot in front of the other, leading us off the ledge. My ears were ringing. I couldn't tear my gaze away from the gigantic arm as it blindly felt along the walls, its nails coaxing a grating sound as they scratched upon the rocks. It was getting closer and closer, the side of its thumb nearly brushing the top of my head for a split second before I could withdraw. I had to press my eyes shut for a moment as my chest tightened painfully. Finally, we had reached the end of the shelf and wasted no time in jumping off.
We didn't even bother with any cell phone flashlights. As soon as we were on solid ground again, we darted through the entrance of the room, back through all of our carefully chosen passages before finally staggering out the mouth of the cave into the sunlight. We were panting like dogs; Nettie was forced to crouch down and sit still for a while to catch her breath. Meanwhile, I was seeing stars. Colorful dots and sparks of lightning seemed to dance before my inner eye as I blinked furiously into the afternoon sun.
"What the fuck was that?" my best friend, having regained her ability to speak, rasped out.
I turned to face her, my knees wobbling like jello. "I have no idea."
"You think it… you think that fish person from the concert was trying to take me there? Dump me into that lake?" She lowered her voice. "It would have fed me to that giant thing, wouldn't it."
I held her gaze, my mind racing. "I don't know. Maybe the giant's different."
"What do you mean?"
"I think we might have just seen Kit's father."
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2: deadbeat roommate
3: creepy crush
4: relocation
5: beach concert
6: First date
7: Temp work
8: roommate talk
9: a dismal worldview
10: warehouse
11: staircase
12: explanation
13: hurt
14: hospital
15: ocean
16: diner
17: government work

I have a motor that sounds like a car shifting gears incorrectly. It sometimes moves perfectly and other times it stops moving and grinds. Is there a way to fix this?
It looks like I need this https://www.amazon.com/FYSETC-Replacement-leadscrew-9-44inch-Compatible/dp/B0B63FGNJX/ref=sr_1_3?keywords=anycubic+photon+4k+motor&qid=1685371006&s=industrial&sr=1-3

So I have the 2022 Traveler ABS just broke 800 miles on it...yesterday I was out in the middle of nowhere going about 65 on a long stretch of county road when it just started losing power..... no sputtering, no nothing, but just picture being on a flat straight away and it acting like I was going up a long hill in 5th gear, when I should have been in 4th for it. Just starting to slow down.
So I down shifted, and got back up to speed, and went back into 5th and did the rest of 20 or so miles to get back home without an issue in 5th gear.
Never had any issues with it, did a proper break in, when I had the break in service done (Just about the time the fuel pump recall came out) and they didn't say anything about the fuel pump, and when I do the VIN recall search mine comes back clean.
Any ideas what that might have been, other than the motor cycle being bored by 20 miles of striaght, flat, boring Florida roads, and it was falling asleep out of boredom?

TL;DR need advice on the job search optimization problem of getting hired quickly without compromising too much.
I recently got laid off by my employer, and time is not on my side. Unfortunately, I didn't manage my time efficiently in the beginning, and ended up burning through* a couple of weeks in wrapping up administrative formalities, securing insurance, and exploring options to pause the clock (to no avail). Now, I only have around 40 days left before I lose my immigration status.
I'm urgently looking for opportunities as an Applied/Data/Research Scientist or Machine Learning EngineeResearcher, or related roles that require a Master's degree plus two to three years of experience. I hold a Master's degree from a prestigious MSDS program and have gained a diverse range of internship and work experiences, including at academic and tech R&D labs, non-profits, and early-stage startups. Over the past seven years, I have focused on Al/CV/DL/DS/ML/NLP, with all my coursework, projects, publications, and work experience aligned with these domains. However, I lack full-time work experience with a recognizable brand on my resume.
While I have a preference for the aforementioned roles, I am also open to positions like Business Analyst and Data Analyst/Engineer. I have confidence in my abilities to excel in rigorous interview loops, having performed well in the past (even though I declined the offers). However, given the time constraints, waiting for callbacks is not a luxury I can afford, especially considering that interview processes themselves can take up to a month.
Considering my situation, I understand the need to be flexible, but I'm trying to hold out a little longer without compromising on more than one of the following:

• Relocating
• Taking a pay cut
• Technical rigor (specifically in ML/Stats)

However, I’m well aware of my circumstances, and am no more than a week or so out on loosening my standards further. I have, also, thus far focused on quality rather than quantity in my job applications. By that I mean I tailor my resume specific to each role’s job description and strive to obtain referrals from my network to establish direct contact with hiring managers or recruiters. Alternatively, when applying through LinkedIn, I reach out to them directly to ensure greater likelihood of my resume being looked at by a pair of eyes, and general prompt attention to and review of my application. But I'm unsure if this approach is the most effective, and I'm considering shifting gears to mass cold applications using a generic resume (I have some strategies and scripts to assist me with that).
I would greatly appreciate any advice, thoughts, or insights that can assist me in my endeavor. Additionally, I would be grateful if you could spare some time to provide feedback on my base resume (please comment if you're so willing and I'll reach out to you via DM).
Thank you all for your support and guidance!

Hello everyone,
Last January, I purchased a CX-60. As it is still difficult to find user reviews of this model, I took the time to write this review in the hope that it can be helpful to you if you are considering buying this car. I hope that my experience can answer some of your questions and assist you in your decision-making process.
Exterior Design (4/5)
The design is particularly successful. The car has a sleek look and gives the impression of being in motion even when stationary, just as the designers promised during the design phase. It has nothing to envy compared to its competitors, such as the Audi Q5. Although I'm not a big fan of black rims, I must admit that they blend harmoniously with the Takumi package on this model. The black accents on the rims, tinted windows, and mirrors create a visual signature that doesn't go unnoticed. Unlike most models, it stands out more in person than in photos, especially in terms of size. It is truly massive. For comparison, it is longer and taller than an Audi Q5. When you see it for the first time, the "wow" effect is guaranteed. However, the rear of the vehicle is less expressive and does not do justice to the front and side views. Fortunately, the quad exhaust at the back helps maintain the sporty character of the model.
Interior Design (5/5)
The interior layout is clean, simple, and modern. It features a large central screen, a minimally customizable driver display, and a head-up display integrated directly on the windshield. This efficiency will surely appeal to those who struggle with screens everywhere displaying unnecessary information. Similarly, you cannot customize the ambient lighting in the evening. The lights are fixed, in a neutral color, and the adjustment only offers 3 intensities. It may not be to everyone's liking, but personally, I find it liberating to be free from countless customization possibilities that always leave a sense of dissatisfaction. As for the materials, they come in understated colors and durable textures, both in terms of aesthetics and longevity (at least for now, time will tell). The center console is impressively wide and gives a sense of space rarely felt in vehicles of similar size. When driving this car, you feel like you're aboard a large American SUV like the Suburban or Ford Explorer. Unfortunately, there are not many storage compartments. The huge center console only offers a tiny compartment that can hold a few small items and keys at most. The door pockets are also very low and not very practical.
Ergonomics (4/5)
The cabin offers generous space for all occupants, including the rear seats where even adults over 1.80m tall have ample legroom. The seats, which are rather firm and have limited adjustments, can be surprising at first, especially if you're coming from a vehicle with a multitude of settings. In the first few days, I experienced sharp back pain, especially since the car lacks flexibility as I'll mention later. After three weeks of adjustment, the pain disappeared, and I even noticed an improvement in my posture. In my previous vehicle, my seat was so comfortable, like a sofa, but now I realize it was bad for my back. Inside this car, with its comfort inspired by Japanese tatami mats, I ultimately feel better, less slouched, and more alert. The trunk offers significant capacity, especially compared to similar models. However, it doesn't have a dual compartment or a sub-trunk to store charging cables. The tailgate rises very high, over 3 meters. It struggles to lock in place when encountering resistance, which can damage it from the first uses. I recommend adjusting it by pressing the closing button while it's opening, to lock it at the desired height, and holding down that button for 5 seconds (until you hear a series of beeps) to limit the opening range.
Technologies and Equipment (3/5)
The connectivity is quite comprehensive, although Apple CarPlay suffers from some instability and unexplained bugs (random disconnections, unexpected cuts, slowdowns, random automatic connection). Wireless charging also sometimes poses a problem. It works randomly and seems to generate a lot of heat on the phone. When not in use, an error message keeps flashing, indicating that no phone is being charged.
As for driving aids, the lane-keeping system works very well, although it is not autonomous. If you don't have your hands on the wheel, the car behaves like a billiard ball, bouncing from one lane to another. However, if it deviates from its trajectory because you're not attentive enough, it will alert you and secure the car by making a steering correction. It's very reassuring and always activated at the right time. Moreover, it's even a valuable aid on high-speed winding turns, on certain departmental roads. Other vehicles end up cutting through the turns or having to slow down excessively, while you effortlessly stay precisely in your lane.
I was very disappointed with the cruise control, which is not adaptive. Later, I discovered that it is an option that is disabled in the software since all the necessary sensors are already present. You can confirm this through ActiveSense, which provides a complete view of surrounding vehicles. So, I wanted to add this option later, willing to bear the cost, but Mazda doesn't allow it. This strategy, or lack of a sales strategy, is surprising.
The temperature management inside the car is surprising. Without changing the temperature settings in automatic mode, during a long drive, there is a yo-yo effect that is difficult to explain. One moment, it feels quite cool, and a few minutes later, it becomes too hot. I wonder if it's related to the external brightness because on a hot spring day, the air conditioning temperature suddenly rose when the sky suddenly became overcast. However, it was still hot outside. I think there's an overly reactive adaptive mode at play.
The remote car management is quite good. It's possible to activate the heating or air conditioning, which will run for a maximum of 30 minutes before shutting off and sending a notification to your phone. You can extend it if you have a good signal. The car surprisingly receives a signal in unexpected places, even in underground parking lots where my phone has no network. This remote temperature mode is ideal for defrosting the car or leaving a dog inside during cold weather or in the summer when the temperature rises quickly in a closed and parked car. I've tested it in extreme cold and hot seasonal temperatures, and it works very well so far. Of course, it consumes a lot of energy, but you can't have everything without a trade-off. It's suitable for occasional use. The rest of the remote features include locking the car, checking tire pressure, consulting the range, and receiving alerts if the alarm is triggered, which is very reassuring. It's also possible to locate the car precisely. It's a shame that we can't access the cameras, as in other fully electric models.
It's not clear in the vehicle manual, but to deactivate the alarm, you need to press the alarm button on the remote right after locking the car. The indicator will blink 4 times, and then it will be turned off. It's better to do it before leaving your dog alone, or else the alarm will be triggered if the dog moves inside the vehicle.
Performance and Driving Dynamics (4/5)
I own the 327-horsepower PHEV model: 200 horsepower from the atmospheric gasoline engine and 127 horsepower from the electric motor. Although the low-end power is reduced with an atmospheric engine, the electric motor more than makes up for it with its responsiveness and instant torque. Despite its weight, the car is very agile. It even outperforms some more powerful or lighter petrol-powered cars in terms of acceleration. Of course, such models regain the advantage in corners, but not in straight lines. The acceleration is impressive, although the road noise insulation somewhat dampens the sensation. Other vehicles seem almost stationary when you step on the accelerator.
I was initially disappointed with the braking performance, which was less impressive than in my previous vehicle. However, by pressing the pedal harder and adjusting the regenerative braking to the maximum, I managed to get used to it.
The handling is remarkable. Although it's not a sports car capable of maintaining very high speeds in corners, it still surpasses similar-sized competing models. Thanks to the four-wheel drive and four-wheel steering, the turning angle and trajectory in corners are impressive for a car of this size. One of the drawbacks of the vehicle lies in the stiffness of the suspension. Despite the excellent noise isolation, you feel the road imperfections more than you would expect when driving an SUV. Even at low speeds, speed bumps are very uncomfortable and cause items in the trunk to bounce around. Mazda seems to have made this choice to prevent the relatively high car from swaying in corners and reduce the risk of rollovers at high speeds. Adaptive suspension could have solved this problem. However, considering the pricing position against the competition, I understand why the brand overlooked this aspect. Moreover, after 3000 km, I noticed that the suspension has become slightly softer, improving comfort to some extent.
Energy Efficiency and Range (2/5)
The consumption and hybridization aspects encompass the majority of the vehicle's drawbacks. The car discharges quickly, and the actual range is much lower than what the manufacturer claims. Like many owners, I also face a discharge issue when the car is parked. It loses about 30% of charge in 24 hours (and even drains the 12-volt starter battery - as if the headlights were left on). This problem is due to software that prevents the car from entering sleep mode. I have already taken my vehicle to Mazda for reprogramming, and I will have to do it again soon because the issue is still unresolved (now I lose 15% in 24 hours). This problem is not part of the manufacturer's recalls, but many owners are affected. Dealing with a less established manufacturer, this can quickly become a headache. I had to go through many steps and cancel orders for other CX-60s for my company before being taken into consideration by the after-sales service. During my third call, Mazda France assistance even replied to me that they are not Audi. The message is quite clear.
Beyond this specific issue, the management of hybridization lacks customization and seems suitable for a specific use case only. If you live in a house, always have the car plugged in, and regularly make short trips, this plug-in hybrid is suitable. However, if you cannot plug it in daily or if you regularly drive more than 50 km round trip, you might be disappointed. Especially considering the consumption of this car in electric mode, it is often more expensive to charge it than to refuel with gasoline. The cost per 100 km is 2 to 4 times higher at current energy prices. Personally, I opted for the hybrid due to the tax incentives and benefits, but I also wanted to take advantage of remote heating and air conditioning options, especially when I have to leave my dog in the car for a few minutes. Since I cannot recharge it daily in the parking lot of my building, it would be desirable to be able to keep a charged battery and drive in combustion engine mode, but no mode truly allows that. It is possible to choose to recharge the car while driving, consuming approximately 13 liters per 100 km, but you cannot choose to drive solely on the combustion engine without using the high-capacity battery. The sport mode comes close, but the gears are shifted at high RPM, making the driving experience jerky and particularly noisy, and the battery is used as soon as you accelerate a bit (to activate the 137-horsepower motor). An exclusively combustion engine mode would have been relevant, similar to the exclusively electric mode. Furthermore, recharging the battery while driving doesn't work correctly. The recharge is very fast, much faster than when it's connected to 7 kW chargers. However, the displayed percentage does not correspond to the actual charge, which explains why it continues to recharge beyond the set percentage. For example, if you're at 30% and ask the car to recharge up to 50% while driving, it will work at a high rate until it reaches 50%. In normal mode, it will stop recharging the battery, but will continue operating at a high rate to not drop below 50%. So, you end up consuming more without reason, with the engine noise constantly high, which is quite unpleasant. In sport mode, it will continue recharging the battery above 50% without any limit. However, once the car is stopped and restarted, you'll notice that you weren't at 50%, but rather at 35%. The fast recharge was, therefore, fictitious. The problem is that this is a first for Mazda in terms of technology, and no one there is able to provide answers on this matter. The garage I visit explains that Mazda is highly centralized and communicates very little in terms of engineering with the garages. It is, therefore, common for a problem to persist for several months (or more) before being addressed at the technical management level in Japan and then transmitted to local dealerships. However, when deciding to market a technologically immature car, it would be wise to establish a continuous improvement process based on user feedback. In fact, on forums, we can see that Japanese users receive preferential treatment compared to the rest of the world. In conclusion, the battery of this car, which needs to be recharged at a high cost, is only useful for the first 40 kilometers. So, you spend over 3 hours recharging a battery at an exorbitant rate for only 25 or 30 minutes of driving without using gasoline. One might wonder if it's simply a trick to equip professionals, allowing them to benefit from incentives and reduced tax on company vehicles (the primary reason for my purchase). I think many people will never plug it in.
Cost and Value for Money (4/5)
The value for money of this model is indeed very interesting when compared to vehicles of the same standing from other brands, such as Audi. For example, an Audi Q5 offers a similar level but with an additional cost of €25,000. For the same price as a Mazda CX-60, you would only get a Q3 from Audi, which is clearly not comparable. However, it is important to note that the depreciation of this vehicle could be significant, and it might even become difficult to resell it in a few years. This is also true for all plug-in hybrid models. Therefore, I would recommend this model, provided that you negotiate the price well or opt for a lease (the offers are very attractive, and personally, I chose this payment method). The PHEV configuration of the vehicle is suitable for individuals who have daily access to a charging point and have diverse travel needs, ranging from short to long trips. Before the increase in electricity prices, the cost per 100 km was slightly more advantageous compared to gasoline, but today it is the opposite (except when charging from a domestic socket).
Conclusion
I am delighted with this car considering the price at which I acquired it. The positioning is unbeatable, and there are good deals to be made to drive this luxury sports SUV at the price of a "regular" SUV. With a domestic electric socket, choosing the plug-in hybrid is a good middle ground. It's just a shame that the hybrid management is not more refined. Perhaps future updates will address these teething problems.

Forza needs to quit playing and give all EV’s a race 6 spd and drift 4 spd transmission with AWD/RWD options as well. The single gear does not let us tuners take full advantage nor allow us to enjoy the the full power of what the vehicles have to offer.
Before anyone tries to jump on my case saying “why, EV’s have instant power, you don’t need gears”, take a regular gas car and extend out your first gear from 0 to 200mph and try driving it, yes the torque and hp curve is not as flat as an electric, but you’re going to want to shift to get you in prime rpm range when you need fast acceleration like taking corners.
Only time you really can “pop the clutch” to rip the tires loose is if you’re sitting still and have the ebrake pulled and the foot on the gas. You can’t shift and hold the gas at any rpm to pop the clutch so you break the tires loose while in motion.
One gear does not allow us to have both short gears for acceleration and long gears to carry the speed.
There’s no unfair advantage that you’re giving EV’s by giving them shiftable gears, you aren’t adding power, just giving us EV enthusiasts the option to enjoy more our given powerband.

Technological sophistication has outstripped our collective ability to create beauty and goodness in the world, we've become so heavily focused on physical and material needs that we have collectively lost our spiritual direction and purpose. Lets shift gears as a community by starting to focus on bringing new energy to the space between us, this is often referred to as the inter-subjective domain which is so abundant in nature but currently lacking in people, this is where the full potential of union can be found. I ask you to find a calm mental space and then to project straams of loving energy into the dark matter of the cosmos, it will know what to do with it.

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Abruptly awakened from his brief slumber, Raphael's senses heightened as the truck came to a halt. Outside, a cacophony of shouts and orders filled the air. A surge of fear coursed through him, realizing the consequences if his shifted blindfold was discovered. Desperately, he pressed his face against the cold metal bars, attempting to readjust it and conceal any evidence. When the hinge emitted its shrill screech, he ceased his efforts, releasing a sigh of relief as he managed to partially conceal his eyes once more.
“Step out.”, someone ordered Raphael and Greg as they opened up the cages. “Careful with the step, don’t fall and break your necks.”
As Raphael and George were guided through an unknown path, the very air underwent a transformation, shifting from the freshness of the outdoors to a stagnant, damp state. Each step echoed in the corridor they traversed, while the temperature seemed to plummet. Eventually, their journey came to a halt, and the restraints of handcuffs and blindfolds were removed, revealing their new surroundings: a dark underground cell oozing with moisture. The masonry stones, adorned with moss and dew, exuded an ancient aura, reminiscent of castles seen in movies. Within the confines of their shared cell, the Elf and the Orc discovered an empty bucket and another brimming with water. Two worn-out blankets, tattered and emanating a pungent odor, lay in a corner, offering some shelter from the cold stone floor. The single window, covered by rusty yet sturdy metal bars, afforded a glimpse of the outside world and some dim light that did not help the visibility of the cell they were in.
"Here, your stupid emotional support stone.", a voice chuckled from behind tauntingly.
Startled, Raphael managed to snatch the object hurled in his direction, his heart sinking as he realized the grim truth—they had become ensnared in the clutches of a mysterious mercenary. The purpose behind their capture remained an enigma, veiled in a cloud of uncertainty that weighed heavily on their minds. As the mercenary with its rifles and military gear departed from the underground confines, his malicious laughter reverberated through the corridors, a taunting and mocking chorus that pierced their spirits more deeply than they cared to admit. Raphael's gaze darted around the dreary surroundings, his hands tightly clutching the stone gifted by Lillian once again. In this disempowered state, a flicker of defiance ignited within him, only to be swiftly extinguished as if the very air conspired to snuff out the flame before it could fully kindle. Frustration gnawing at his core, he sought solace on one of the worn blankets, lowering himself onto it with a heavy sigh.
“Big shit we are in. Any idea how to get out of this?”, Raphael asked.
Without uttering a word in response, Greg gravitated towards the metallic bars next to the door the had been shoved through, that stood as a formidable barrier between them and the elusive realm of freedom. Raphael couldn't help but entertain the fleeting thought of Greg squeezing through the narrow gaps, aided by his slender physique. However, a swift shake of his head dismissed the notion as nothing more than a product of sleep-deprived delusions. The reality was far harsher. Meanwhile, Greg, driven by a flicker of hope, seized two bars and strained with every ounce of strength he had left, groaningly attempting to contort them open. Yet, despite his valiant efforts, the unyielding resistance of the bars held firm, mocking their aspirations for liberation.
"Nope, sorry to burst ya bubble," Greg uttered with a tone of resignation, his body sinking down onto the meager sanctuary of his own grimy blanket. “Maybe we should get some more rest, I still feel tired.” “Maybe that’s the best for now. Being rested and as fresh as this lets us be for when they come back”
Raphael stretched out on his meager blanket, surrendering his weary body to the cold, hard ground. With a gentle sigh, he closed his eyes, seeking solace within the depths of his mind. His right hand, still tightly gripping the stone, clung to it as if it held the key to his very existence. Pressing it close to his heart, he allowed himself to be consumed by the embrace of slumber, where dreams could whisk him away to distant realms and offer a respite from the harsh realities that plagued his waking hours.
Raphael found himself standing before an immense bonfire in a realm of perpetual darkness. Its towering flames dwarfing anything he had ever witnessed. As he craned his neck to catch a glimpse of their apex, a searing pain gripped his muscles, leaving him unable to gauge their true height. The intense heat radiating from the inferno enveloped him, consuming both his flesh and his very essence. The dance of the flames held a mesmerizing power, casting fleeting illuminations in the abyss, yet failing to bring forth a tangible world from the shadows. There was a peculiar familiarity in its presence, an unsettling connection that both intrigued and terrified him. He longed to step closer, to immerse himself in its warmth, yet an unseen force held him in place, as if petrified by an unseen hand. He was condemned to forever gaze upon this blazing spectacle, for it resonated deep within him, a manifestation of his own essence intertwined with something foreign, an element that demanded both presence and departure. An eternal flame destined to burn, to be observed, to be extinguished, to exist, to be consumed. No matter how much he reached out, the flame remained forever out of his grasp, a tantalizing mirage just beyond his fingertips. The relentless gaze upon its undying brilliance seemed to bind him, ensnaring his very existence in an unbreakable cycle. It was a paradoxical experience, for within that consuming fire, he felt both a dreadful foreboding and a peculiar sense of belonging. It was as if he had stumbled upon his purpose, his true path, while simultaneously being thrust into the depths of his darkest nightmares.
Suddenly an ethereal voice echoed through the vast expanse of that enigmatic realm, its timbre carried a gentle warning, a cautionary melody that played with an innocent allure. It danced through the air, intertwining with the fabric of existence, whispering in hushed tones that both captivated and stirred the senses. Like the mischievous laughter of a child, it resonated, weaving its way through every corner, leaving a trail of mystery and intrigue in its wake.
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Centuries had passed since the devastating nuclear war had scorched the Earth, reducing it to a desolate wasteland plagued by savage struggles for survival. Thomas, a desperate and starving scavenger, roamed the radioactive wastelands in search of any remnants of the past that could sustain him. His weary eyes scanned the sand-swept ruins, the shattered remnants of a once prosperous civilization.
It was in this state of abject hunger that Thomas stumbled across the ruins of an old mansion, its decaying walls battered by time and neglect. Though the place had been picked over countless times before, his desperation drove him to explore every nook and cranny, hoping to find something, anything to appease the gnawing emptiness within him.
As Thomas shifted an old, rusting grandfather clock, it creaked in protest, revealing a hidden staircase behind it. The dim light from his flickering torch illuminated the passageway, urging him to descend into the depths below. With trepidation, he stepped forward, his heart pounding in his chest.
As Thomas reached the bottom of the staircase, lights suddenly snapped on, casting a warm glow upon the cavernous space. His eyes widened in astonishment as he beheld the grandeur that lay before him—the Batcave, untouched by the ravages of time. It was as if this sanctuary had been preserved, waiting for a solitary soul to stumble upon it.
Every corner of the Batcave brimmed with ancient machinery, now coming to life. A giant penny dominated one corner, a testament to battles fought against crime. A colossal robot dinosaur stood as a silent sentinel, a remnant of a forgotten age. And there, gleaming in the spotlight, was the iconic Batmobile, its sleek curves a testament to power and justice.
Driven by a growing sense of wonder, Thomas explored the Batcave further, uncovering caches of untouched supplies. He found an abundance of food, water, and survival gear, sustaining him for months to come. Yet, it was not just the material sustenance that captivated him. Out of sheer boredom, he stumbled upon a private diary hidden within the depths of the cave, belonging to Bruce Wayne.
Through Bruce Wayne's words, Thomas discovered the truth about Batman—the masked vigilante who fought relentlessly against the darkness that plagued Gotham City. He read about Bruce's haunted past, the loss of his parents, and the relentless drive to make a difference in a world consumed by chaos.
As Thomas delved deeper into Bruce's diary, a profound realization began to dawn on him. He started to think about the horrors of the world that had unfolded over the centuries, the suffering endured by those left in its wake. And he pondered the immense resources available to him within the Batcave—the tools and knowledge that could be used to bring about change.
In the solitude of the Batcave, Thomas's thoughts evolved, transformed from the starkness of survival to the flicker of hope. He marveled at the notion that one man, armed with the ideals of justice and compassion, could truly make a difference in the world. The more he understood about Batman's mission, the more he felt a growing responsibility to honor that legacy.
One day, as the light cascaded through the Batcave, Thomas found himself standing before a glass case. Inside rested the cape and cowl of the Dark Knight, symbols of bravery and resilience. And as he looked into the glass, his own reflection superimposed upon it, it seemed as though fate had chosen him to carry on the legend.
The once-starving scavenger, now filled with renewed purpose, stared at his reflection, his eyes shining with determination. The world outside may have been ravaged and broken, but in the depths of the Batcave, Thomas glimpsed a glimmer of hope. The story of the Dark Knight might not be over; it could live on through him.
With a steady resolve, Thomas reached out and gently touched the glass, feeling the weight of the cape and cowl against his fingertips. The legacy of Batman had found an unexpected heir, and in the darkest of times, a new hero would rise to bring light and justice to a world that hungered for it once more.

So basically I feel like I’m having some signs of a transmission (issue )going bad.
Basically It all started about 3 or 4 months ago.
Shifting started to feel a little limp? I guess i would describe it, it just for sure felt different, going into 1st to 2nd or 4th to 5th, it just didn’t have this satisfying crunch she used to have.
Fast forward a bit and now sometimes it randomly feels like she “pops “ into gear? As if when I go there would be this weird little delay I would get when I would finally switch to 2nd gear when I’m getting off the clutch, like I can feel it properly go in to gear, it just felt sketchy and off. Also going to 5th and 6th gear feels sloppy ? And again not satisfying like it used to.
Fast forward to the present, these signs have gotten worse and now going to 2nd, sometimes It just straight up pops out of gear and not go into 2nd, like gears can be heard grinding, at this point I just keep my hand on the shifter until I know she’s properly in gear and if not I just go back on the clutch real quick ( I wanna say this is called double clutching but I’m not sure lmao ) And now I wanna say most of my gears feel sloppy going in, not satisfying, unless I ride a little more aggressive ( which yup probably not helping the issue but that’s usually when it feels nice and this just satisfying crunch )
So at this point I gotta check the fine print on the extended warranty that came with her and really consider staying with the ST for a lil longer like 3 years more and try to be more gentle with her: But I’m reconsidering maybe selling her a little earlier then I would like and swap it for an Ecoboost mustang.
Sick if you stayed this long and read all that, I just wanted to share that with other people who got this car, maybe even people who had this same issue, or maybe your consider getting this car, idk just wanted to share.

My car has recently developed some vibrations felt inside the vehicle that is especially bad while idling, it also lurches while shifting gears at low speeds and when swapping between drive and reverse. Given the symptoms my guess is a bad engine mount however my car only has 30000 km on it what are the chances they wear out that soon? It’s a 2018 Mazda 6 automatic. I did hit a deer almost a year ago but it went in and got fully repaired any chance that could have caused the mounts to wear early?
Also as a follow up question anyone have recommendations for parts purchasing in Canada? Dealerships seem super expensive to get parts from

Hey so basically I thought there was something wrong with my transmission/clutch as it was hard to shift into gears but after further inspection I realized it was because my floor mat was blocking the clutch from engaging all the way 🤦‍♂️. I only drove like that for maybe an hour or two and when trying to put it into reverse it would start grinding but I’d put the clutch in immediately and take it out of gear and retry until it didn’t grind. Im wondering if I could have done any damage to the transmission? It shifts perfectly fine now.

I am going to work on a wildlife reserve for a long period of time over the summer in SA. I was wondering if anyone else have spent significant amount of time in the wilderness and the bushes could recommend good clothes gear companies to look for.
This might be the wrong subreddit, still giving it a go !

My disco has an auto transmission and I wanted to shift from high to low range. I put the gear into neutral then shifted the transfer case selector to low, but I might not have shifted it all the way in so I when put it into drive it made an awful grinding noise.
I immediately shifted it back to neutral and re-engaged low range. It seems to drive fine but should I be worried that I might have damaged the t-case somehow? Thanks in advanced!

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Features: The John Deere 6120 B is a powerful and versatile tractor that offers a range of features designed to enhance performance and productivity in farming operations. Here are some notable features of the John Deere 6120 B:

1. Gearbox: The tractor is equipped with a 12 Forward + 4 Reverse gearbox, providing flexibility and ease of operation in different working conditions.
   
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Specification: No. Of Cylinder - 4
HP Category - 120 HP
PTO HP - 102
Fuel Pump - Electronically controlled fuel injection unit
Transmission Type - Synchromesh Transmission
Clutch - Dual
Gear Box - 12 Forward + 4 Reverse
Battery - 12 V 135 Ah
Alternator - 12 V 90 Amp
Forward Speed - 3.1- 30.9 kmph
Reverse Speed - 6.0 - 31.9 kmph
Brakes - Oil immersed Disc Brakes
Steering Type - Power
PTO Type - Independent 6 Spline/ 21 Spline
Engine Rated RPM - Dual Speed 540 RPM/ 1000 RPM
Fuel Tank Capacity - 220 liter
Total Weight - 4500 KG
Wheel Base - 2560 MM
Overall Length - 4410 MM
Overall Width - 2300 MM
Ground Clearance - 470 MM
Lifting Capacity - 3650 Kg
3-point Linkage type - Category- II, Automatic Depth and Draft Control
Wheel drive - 4 WD
Front Wheel - 14.9 X 24
Rear Wheel - 18.4 X 38
Warranty - 5000 Hours/ 5 Year
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