I have never understood this desire, usually exhibited by those who do not know what they are doing, to buy something new and start taking it apart.
Reminds me of all those blokes in the seventies ~ all you ever saw of them on a Sunday morning was their arse sticking out of the front of their Ford Cortina.
You must remember ~ come lunchtime the street emptied as all their wives called them to come and eat and this was what they left.