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"That's it," Dave muttered.

The Z-axis plunged down with a smooth, confident hiss . The position display counted down in perfect lockstep: 10.000, 9.998, 9.996… No lag. No hesitation. fanuc 224 alarm

Dave leaned against the control cabinet, exhausted, and watched the screen. The ghost of Alarm 224 was gone. But it had left its lesson behind, burned into the machine's memory and his own: In the dance between command and reality, friction is the silent killer. "That's it," Dave muttered

Kowalski stared at the frozen alarm. . A number that meant nothing to the customer but everything to the man who signed the paychecks. No hesitation

He typed in MDI: G91 G01 Z-10. F500. Cycle start.

Dave knelt and put his palm on the Z-axis ballscrew cover. It was warm. Too warm. A healthy axis runs hot, but this felt like a car engine left running in a closed garage. He grabbed a thermal gun from his toolbox. The bearing housing at the bottom of the screw read 178°F—forty degrees above normal.