"Perhaps it was a mysterious twist of fate on a dark and foreboding night. Perhaps it was the empty stare out of the coffee shop window into the swirling fog. More likely, though, it was a mouse click resulting from some sort of muscle spasm. Only history will tell."
With everything else tested and taken care of, it was time to look at housing. What about the battery, you ask? My good friend (remember him?) is working on the battery pack, I reply, and I’m not intending on getting in his way. So, housing it is.
Getting the screen apart was pretty easy. Five or six screws, one behind a Quality Control / Void Your Warranty sticker, and it just slid apart. There...