Friday I dived into getting Red ready for Track Day(s) next weekend. Gonna flush the brake calipers. I've done two track days since a flush and "they" say to do it after every track day. You don't have to change the fluid, just flush out what's inside the calipers, so "they" say.
I've got the power bleeder and Red uses the Motul DOT 4 stuff for his Stop Tech front brakes. Pricey, 15 bucks a bottle.
The pressure bleeder fitting/cap kept blowing off of the fluid reservoir after I walked away from it. One of cap "feet" on the reservoir is worn. Determined, I kept trying, and finally got it done but not before putting three bottles of gold on the garage floor.
And then my nearly-a-toy air compressor zorched while I was trying to inflate the tires. New air compressor ensued.
All to say, as a wannabe not-a-car-guy-or-a-mechanic, the folks who just "watch" cars go around or go fast in a straight line.....they have no idea.
EDIT: I didn't tell it all.
MISSION: 11:00 a.m. Bleed Red's brakes. No worries. Easy. Unit was blissfully watching TV in the house.
All those things, getting bruised up crawling under the car to mop up all the spilled brake fluid....always a thought- the car is up on jack stands and if it falls now I'm pizza. Every time I crawl under the car, realistic or not.
All I need is an 11mm wrench to bleed the brakes. I bought lots of tools to put Red's front brakes on, didn't have any before.
In the drawer is the little rack for the metric wrenches - 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 13......where the heck is the 11? Gone.
Off to the store. The shelf at the closest store looked exactly like my little rack - 7, 8 , 9, 10, 12, 13. They don't have one. Had to go 3 miles south to find one.
At 6:00 p.m. I came into the house, covered in brake fluid and bruised.....Unit says, "I can't remember that job taking so long."
Yeah, me either.
I've got the power bleeder and Red uses the Motul DOT 4 stuff for his Stop Tech front brakes. Pricey, 15 bucks a bottle.
The pressure bleeder fitting/cap kept blowing off of the fluid reservoir after I walked away from it. One of cap "feet" on the reservoir is worn. Determined, I kept trying, and finally got it done but not before putting three bottles of gold on the garage floor.
And then my nearly-a-toy air compressor zorched while I was trying to inflate the tires. New air compressor ensued.
All to say, as a wannabe not-a-car-guy-or-a-mechanic, the folks who just "watch" cars go around or go fast in a straight line.....they have no idea.
EDIT: I didn't tell it all.
MISSION: 11:00 a.m. Bleed Red's brakes. No worries. Easy. Unit was blissfully watching TV in the house.
All those things, getting bruised up crawling under the car to mop up all the spilled brake fluid....always a thought- the car is up on jack stands and if it falls now I'm pizza. Every time I crawl under the car, realistic or not.
All I need is an 11mm wrench to bleed the brakes. I bought lots of tools to put Red's front brakes on, didn't have any before.
In the drawer is the little rack for the metric wrenches - 7, 8, 9, 10, 12, 13......where the heck is the 11? Gone.
Off to the store. The shelf at the closest store looked exactly like my little rack - 7, 8 , 9, 10, 12, 13. They don't have one. Had to go 3 miles south to find one.
At 6:00 p.m. I came into the house, covered in brake fluid and bruised.....Unit says, "I can't remember that job taking so long."
Yeah, me either.
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