Daily report
So me and RangerSVT head in to Clarksville today, nothing like going to the big town! Ate loaded baked potatoes at Whitt's Bar-b-cue, wow. Then we go to leave and the damn right rear brake hangs up again, a little backing and 4low without locking the hubs and we think we're good. HA Get to the I-24 to go to tire store so I cn try to get a half worn out mud gripper for a spare and we smell brake fluid. RangerSVT jumps out, does a chinese fire drill and finds the left rear smoking! Off into the grass under a tree by the oon ramp and access road, jack her up, get the tire off, dang things falls off the windup jack and the hi-lift, oh shit, here we go. RangerSVT jumps in after lcking the hubs and hitting the 4wd and spins the tires to use the front end for an emer brake. Jack 'er back up and find the dang rear shoe has broken and the cable is off it's pin. He loosens up the adjustment, we limp on down the road to Auto Zone for some new shoes. Limp 'er to his house, he tears intot he brakes, while I'm ripping oout the factory air box to install a Spectre higher flow filter, come to find out adapter won't work, even if I drill it, all the factory crap goes back in. meanwhile, he's found the right rear backing plate is bent, causing everything to ride at an angle. Put 'er back together with the adjustment a tad loose.
We clean up the shop, get War$$ loaded on the trailer, I get 'er home, Swamper 'er out, load the bed. Here comes some young kid sweating & walking up the drive. Come to find out there's a house down the hill across the road I didn't even knows was there. He says he always sees me out there working and is trying to change the oil in a S-10 he just bought ($1,200) that someone hit with a deer. He did the ole screwdriver thru the filter and can't get 'er off. I hand him the filter wrenches while he's oohhhin and ahhin my truck and shop. He sweats on off. I get finished with my loadin and think "that guy used a screwdriver to start woth, maybe I better go check on him. Get there it's running and now he's trying to charge an AC system with the compressor not engaging. I find a piece of wire, pull off the plug on the clutch cyclin switch, insert wire to complete circuit, wiggle it around and it engages and startws freezing the can in my hand. When I left it was colder and the pressure was at about 25-30. He's gonna need another can, but it's enough to tease him when it's 98 tomorrow!
I just couldn't see leavin the poor guy without helpin him since so many people have helped me over the years.
Oh, he's also got a F-100 or 150 stepside, I think he said 81 needs a trans and he wants to lower it. I'll have to ask other experts about that one. Told him he better go to PAP and find a tranny because it won't be long that S-10'll crap on him. He siad he couldn't pass it up, it runs, it's legal, got half decent tires and will give him a chance to get his Ford where he wants it. Young guy trying to pursue his plans. I told him Hell I'm 40 and still prusueing mine, it never ends!
Sure ready for TB tomorrow, add a few scratches to Almost Complete and try out that front receiver mud, rock, dirt plow. Got a big feelin that things gonna get modified and stuffed up between the frame rails or redesigned under there. Good idea, hangs TOO LOW!
See all in the morn!
Don't be late, shit we got to go!
Jay'94