Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Photographic Evidence

I'm not sure if I am proud of what I accomplished in 8 hours or ashamed that it took me the best of that 8 hours to do this to my CV axle:



I don't even want to talk about how many abrasion discs I went through on my (borrowed) Dremel.

The lesson here is: sometimes the hard part about repair isn't the repair itself, but the things that don't work in the way they are supposed to. On my barn find, it's a constant encounter with rust and rigid parts that have a death grip on themselves. Can't wait to see what else needs the Dremel treatment. No seriously. Ok, sort of, not really, seriously . . . not at all.

Even so, I prevailed in the end: the part was changed. It took more time and didn't cost significantly less (initial cost of tools is actually pretty high, over the life of my car ownership, I expect that to pay dividends though) . . . but now I know a lot more about my car and myself and that's what this is all about.