+100 on the air horns. Use the yard horn to get you up and moving and save some pennies?? for mr. loud and nasty.
Did not know you were running short handed and getting there would have been a run and a half, cause youse is in Joisey, and I am up on the northwest shore of Lake Superior! Wicked commute.
I do, however, sympathize with your pain and misery.
Let's see here, Now Friday morning I made a run and did some errands and pickups; no problem, van ran fine. Just after lunch I get a call and my parts are in at the Indie Speed shop so off I go. All is well until What da F***?? The van is shaking and twitching like I just blew a tire. Had just finished crossing the tracks and Bang!
First bit of good? luck was that I was in the passing lane, because both lanes were loaded with the basic complement of post lunch squirrels trying to get back to what their work was.
Second bit of good luck was that it was just a half block or so to the Transit Yard and safety. I managed to get into the yard and parked it right there. Quick pass around the vehicle and no flat tires so on the hands and knees I go for a quick peak underneath, only to discover that the rear U-Joint has blown out and the drive shaft is hanging in the wind by its reputation. Son of a *****!!
Definitely not my day on shift but the door was open so I could ease on in and use the desk phone for the stock clerk. Boss had gone home early due to something she disagreed with eating her so it was quiet. Phoned the yard and got the Ro-Ro driver for a pickup; only catch was that he was doing paperwork and had to finish it first. Later...........
Tony shows, and loads my van onto the R0-ro deck. Head for my place. His truck is sounding worse than my breathing. Turns out the beast is on its last legs and the yard is considering a new one. Thing needs a transmission for sure.
Get to the house and he manages to back into the front drive deep enough to drop the unit there, had to block the wheels to keep it in place. Surprise.
So now I am without wheels, again and I have a must attend funeral on Saturday, and it is 3.30 in the afternoon.
Seven and one half hours later, the complete exhaust system for my S-10 is back under the truck and bolted in. This includes stripping and painting the frame rails where the cat sits. For a wonder, the new head pipe that I shot the fab pictures of above, not only slides into place but lands exactly where I need it to. Was able to reset the cats on their flanges and stuff in the H pipe and mufflers. Even got the tail pipes to cooperate. it is 11 PM Friday night and by midnight I had food of some kind, a shower that turned the water brown with all the dirt and crud that had attached itself to me. Took 3 hours to unwind, even with Tylenol, before I actually slept and 4 hours later I am awake. A half hour later I am back in the garage and by 9 AM the truck is on its wheels and on the floor, out the door, hot lapped the block to make sure all was working and I am back in the house for breakfast. Ten AM and on the way to the Funeral, Later that day, and back to church to say thanks and back home to put the S-10 back in the garage. Eat, fall asleep, wake up, and go to bed.
Today, Sunday, back into the shop by 9 AM. Put the S-10 back on its floor jacks and slide under to do a complete nuts and bolts check of the fasteners on the exhaust system. Mostly tight, but a few of the bolts took a bit more twist. Figured that would be the case. Pulled the rear drums and gave them a cleaning and corrosion removal on the edges. Bumped the shoe adjustments since it had been a year since they had been done. Greased the front suspension and checked the banjo bolts on the calipers. Put it back on the ground and torqued the wheel nuts to 105 ft/lbs. Exited back out into the back land and around to the front; parked in front of the house; the neighbours kid's snuggie had just eva'd so my parking spot was back open. I severely dislike people who park randomly and give no thought to whether or not the house has more than one vehicle.
Almost done here. Still in my bunny suit, a fresh one as the one from Friday nights marathon was totalled, slid under the van, extracted the drive shaft and corked the output shaft on the 700 to keep the oil in and the critters out. Removed the fourth bolt that had taken some damage and dropped the bearing retainer cap. Dragged the whole mess back to the shop and decided that I needed another shower.
Took a look at the damage and concluded that the U-joint was done. Both yoke bearing caps had gashes in the them from all the flailing around during the death of the bearing. One bolt was ground down, the one that stayed true to its calling and remained in the yoke. Fortunately, a ten bolt is a ten bolt in many respects and one of them was the bearing caps and bolts. It turned out that I had spares of both that I can use to put the Van back on the road. New ones of each will be going on order tomorrow.
After some consideration, I dug out my ball joint removal/installation kit and used that with an adapter to push the old joint out. Cleaned up the ears and gave them a quick hone with a brake hone to polish out any nicks or owies that my fingers had noticed and pushed the new cross yoke into place. The only consideration in all this was that Napa had given me a U-joint with a grease fitting in the cross and they have to go in so that the drilling for the fitting is in compression when the driveshaft is spinning. DON'T ASK. leftover trivia from somewhere at some time.
So the drive shaft is ready to go back in. Do that tomorrow. Right now I am so bent that the grass may get yet another reprieve from its haircut.
Nick