thegoat4
Well-Known Member
- Joined
- Aug 12, 2007
- Messages
- 613
- Vehicle Year
- 1998
- Transmission
- Manual
So I've been needing tires. Both of the ones in the back have had a severe vibration for the last 10k, and one of the fronts started to peel off sidewall yesterday. And I had no spare.
So, bought a rim yesterday, bought brand new tires today. They tried to upsell me some Michelins that were ever-so-slightly bigger, but I passed. Kinda regretted it, but oh well, saved me $200. Plus the one old tire I'm reusing as the spare wouldn't have matched.
Anyhoo, there was one kid in the whole place who dared to say he knew how to drive a stick. I went to get food, and when I came back Beebop was already inside gettin' done.
But I got to see his driving "method" when he pulled out. Wound it up to at least four grand and ever so gently applied the clutch. Once he got rolling out the door and backed as far as he wanted it, shifted into first, and rode the clutch until my poor truck changed directions. I'm pretty sure he never hit the brake or fully applied the clutch. By the time he got over to me I could smell burning.
God I'm glad I put off changing the clutch for a few more miles!
I gathered him and a couple of of other guys over and schooled them on how to make a truck go without incinerating the clutch. And I made sure they could all smell the result of failure.
The manager noticed this, came outside, and after chatting a while and sniffing my truck knocked $100 off my bill.
Shoulda got them Michelins.
So, bought a rim yesterday, bought brand new tires today. They tried to upsell me some Michelins that were ever-so-slightly bigger, but I passed. Kinda regretted it, but oh well, saved me $200. Plus the one old tire I'm reusing as the spare wouldn't have matched.
Anyhoo, there was one kid in the whole place who dared to say he knew how to drive a stick. I went to get food, and when I came back Beebop was already inside gettin' done.
But I got to see his driving "method" when he pulled out. Wound it up to at least four grand and ever so gently applied the clutch. Once he got rolling out the door and backed as far as he wanted it, shifted into first, and rode the clutch until my poor truck changed directions. I'm pretty sure he never hit the brake or fully applied the clutch. By the time he got over to me I could smell burning.
God I'm glad I put off changing the clutch for a few more miles!
I gathered him and a couple of of other guys over and schooled them on how to make a truck go without incinerating the clutch. And I made sure they could all smell the result of failure.
The manager noticed this, came outside, and after chatting a while and sniffing my truck knocked $100 off my bill.
Shoulda got them Michelins.