While we were all together, I took the opportunity to pick my brother's brain. He offered to come out to my house with his acetylene torch and his electric impact wrench to see if we could figure a way to get the tires off. Either my wrench or the air compressor I was using or the combination just wasn't powerful enough, because the lug nuts came off lickety-split with his impact wrench. No need for heat, after all!
|Junky old car: great place to raise your spider family.|
|Rear driver's side leaf springs.|
So what's with the rusty suitcase on the ground?
|Rusty old suitcase for the car's gasoline.|
We poured half of it into a 5 gallon bucket, and it's still nearly half full!! It's almost as dark as French Onion Soup! I have no where, really, to put all this old gas until either he comes back for it, or our town's next hazardous waste drop off day. We'll see which comes first.
I am just glad to have the wheels off. With 2 classes left, I can get the rims cleaned up and maybe even get new tires to mount and balance while I still have the equipment at my disposal! Of course, my every day car, the Cavalier, is sucking down gas like no body's business and I'm not sure why! Air filter? Spark plugs? Hopefully not a gas leak!
If we get the mostly sunny weather we're supposed to have this week, maybe I will keep taking parts off the car!?
Just as a funny side note: the neighbors across the street look as if the girls are getting a lesson on how to change a tire...