So a while back I was struggling with some issues in terms of data recovery and attempting to properly identify my damaged drive so that I could then properly identify the correct “donor” or cadaver drive to use in order to harvest parts from it in order to repair said donor…
Well, things were going along well for a while, I mean… I had collected my facts and done some research. I’d taken pictures and like any other above average netizen, I began scouring the googles for the answer so as to not have to reinvent the wheel. I came upon a forum of fairly hardcore data recovery professionals and enthusiasts (and yes newbies too, but we don’t talk about them). Now this board has been around for a goodly long time… and while I had been a member for some time, I had not posted often.
So, in my head, what I was asking for on the forum seemed pretty dry and straight forward. I would identify my hard drive manufacturer, the size, the model, the symptoms.. and ask what I needed to match in order to find the correct donor. Simple right, tells a story. But what I ended up typing was much MUCH worse (or entertaining, depending on how you want to look at it…)
I could sugar coat it, I could try to rationalize it, hell I could just not post it here and pretend the whole thing didn’t happen but… Well, what fun would that be?
So here, dear readers (i’d like to think my readership numbers in the N+1 at this point) is the whole, unedited posting I made on this hardcore data recovery forum where they routinely flame id10t’s with a veracity that would make Hitler’s drill sergeant proud…
Lord of the Clicks: The Return of the King
This story is set in Micropolis… A city which was once a proud place
for storage products to meet and raise arrays. Now it is reduced to
some back warehouse in an unknown Asian country…
We find our wounded hero DiamondMax and his trusty assistant
Plus-9, flayed out on a technician’s workbench.. Torx drivers and
head-combs lay about as proof of the surgery’s aftermath.
Plus-9 looks at DiamondMax and sez: “D-Max, you aren’t making any
sense.. I realize something is wrong but.. we keep putting new boards
on your back and they don’t work either! Not only that, but it seems
the boards die while trying to communicate with your internals.”
Maxtor the Grey, our resident wizard and alchemist comes with grave
news.. “Plus-9… It is not just *any* PCB you seek that shall bring
our dear Max back to life… and before we cure, we must diagnose the
problem….”
With that, Maxtor the Grey pulled a small yellow box from the folds of
his robe. It contained a red and a black wire, which ended in a
silvery spike. Maxtor removed the PCB from DiamondMax and set his
yellow box beside the exposed connectors. I stepped back and watched.
With a red wire in one hand and the white in another, he proceeded to
move the dagger-like tips with a cat like precision as he moved them
across specific points.
When he had finished, he arose and said only two words…
“Medusa-Heads…”
“Medusa Heads? What are Medusa heads?” I asked.
“Medusa-Heads, my dear little P9, is a condition where the pre-amp
chip inside the drive has failed, and in some places even shorted out.
These shorts can damage things out towards the heads, and down towards
the PCB. It is said that any PCB that becomes one with Medusa Heads
will never work again.. ”
P9 points to the pile of fallen heroes in a stack and says, “Well,
that definitely explains that mystery.. I guess each time we hot
swapped them, we were just hot shorting them…”
Maxtor the Grey nodded, then added, “what other methods have you
divined to help DiamondMax?”
“Well, we did try a double-blind swap…” Said P9. Maxtor the Grey did
a bit of a wincing face at the sound of the double blind swap.. it
always struck him as a bit too amateurish, too “if we can’t fix it
with one working part then let’s try TWO working parts..” They say
power is nothing without control, and that’s true.. But in the Hard
drive world, repair skills are nothing without the knowledge of how
the systems intercommunicate. Oh well, too many rants, and too little
time.. and right now, there was a patient and a friend that needed
some information from those sage enough to have it and even more sage
still to keep it well guarded until such time that one is found worthy
of the knowledge. And no one worthy of knowledge would just swap a pcb
AND heads into a drive without a good reason why.. and it was clear
their only reason why was “why not? It could work!”
Maxtor the Grey spoke: “By now, P9, you have realized that you have doomed
perfectly good PCB’s to the scrap heap because of the Medusa Heads…
So what would you say is the fix for such an issue?”
“Ummm..” said D9, “I suppose hot or cold PCB swaps are out and
swapping the known good PCB and good set of heads into him still did
nothing.. tho it was interesting that when the parts were swapped
back, the donor drive still worked… ”
“Continue…” Said Maxtor the Grey.
“Well, then there must be something in our process that we are
missing.. something as plain as the label on our lids!”
Maxtor flashed a quick smile then said, “Truer words were never spoken
P9… You might just earn your place amongst the trusted initiates…”
“Well Maxtor, based on my conclusions, I think we are using the wrong
heads… I think we need to find the heads that were inside DiamondMax
to begin with.. He was always special to us, but who knew he had
special heads to blame for it?”
“You are on the cloud of truth little one! Well done.. Our hero’s
code of N,M,G,A that we found emblazoned on his lid does not seem to be compatible with the K,M,B,D of the
common folk we have been finding. Our search is made even more complex
due to the quickly shrinking wiggle room in our paramaters..
This is what we know:
Maxtor DiamondMax Plus 9 160gb
YAR41BW0
N,M,G,A
6Y160P0042811
I will be honest with you P9… Tho I am wise, I am not as wise as the
elders. And it is them we seek with our questions in the hopes they
will have found our troubleshooting and triage worthy of being shown a
glimpse, a clue, a sentence that could help us…”
“But!”, P9 interjected. “Who do we ask? Which question do we ask
first? do we get to ask more than one? How do we know if it is right?”
“My little P9… In here, as in life, the questions do not change…
Let us not dwell on the could-nots and have-nots until it is our only
option left.”
Maxtor continued, “We have many riddles before us… The first one is
the Riddle of the 4 Letters…
My time spent pouring through the ancient tomes of knowledge revealed
to me some conflicting information (as many of these tomes can tend to
do).
One suggested that ALL 4 letters must match to make a head
transplant.. Another suggested the first and last letters.. and of
course there is the rumor that these letters mean nothing, and any
heads work. Thus is born: The 4 letter Donor Codex.”
“Once the codex is cracked, we set out on another hunt. But what if
the codes appear on a DiamondMax Plus9 that is 200gb? Can we still use
that and just ignore the extra heads? And what of But what of these
codes if appear on a Diamondmax Plus 10? or a Plus 16? Would the
letter codes allow us to get a set of heads that would work with our
older PCB? Or would the PCB have to come with it? ”
“I understand Maxtor the Grey.. in any large problem, we must always
tackle it one problem at a time, and never lose sight of our final
objective.. ”
“That’s right P9.. We must snatch DiamondMax back from the Clicks of
Death and deliver him alive and clicking! At least long enough to copy
him to a new shell.
And so, I ask you brave and reclusive Elder who holds the knowledge we
seek… Have you found us worthy? Will you guide our quest in a
successful direction?
This narrative format has been brought to you by watching entirely too
much television, my love for creative writing, and Ambien…
“Ambien.. The food imagination runs on when you should really be sleeping.”
The elders, were the veterans on the data recovery board… and well, yeah.. It was not as well received as you may have thought. I had to ask the admin to pull the posting for me, since the board had rules about posts that were over 4 hours old were not able to be edited. It was… a bit humbling.. but still entertaining.
Good night fellow space/time travelers of the cosmos on the ship that burns Zolipedem… Aka Ambliens!
