Was driving my Wags the other day towing a fucking trailer of course and something went clunk underneath and the clutch went really heavy, and barely worked. Got it home and had a look, clutch fork pivot had snapped its rivets off and was sitting there flopping around still clipped to the fork. Found that my slave is now fucked too. This is after i replaced the master about a month ago after it let go in traffic on a 36 degree day, mrs and kids in the car on the way to the beach.
Fuck.
Anyway so my T5 conversion has been fast-tracked cause i need the wags for family duties, getting to work, waking up the neighbours, etc.
Made up a bolt-on bracket to mount the slave onto (my bellhousing is an a ancient mechanical type with no slave mount holes)
Been slowly getting bits together lately:
New slave $50
Sunbury 11" diaphragm clutch kit $299
Chucked the flywheel on the lathe and shaved it down to 10.5 kg from 13.1
Got it skimmed $40
New pilot $22
Bolted the pivot in where the rivets broke
Ok so today it all went in... It was a conga-line of fuckups....
First, had to get my little bloke from school after just 45 min because he was playing up.
Tried to do the grease behind the pilot bearing trick, trying to knock it out, couldn't find a good sized drift to put in, used a bolt and some electrical tape, ended up just spraying grease all over my face. Then tried to slide-hammer it out of the crank and the needle roller bit came out and left the outer casing in there. Fuck. Had to drill out each side of it to collapse it and pull out the pieces. They're soft as shit, must be grey iron or something. Even dinged the new one knocking it in with a copper hammer.
Couldn't get the petrol compressor running right, had to fuck around with the carby. Needed it to run the rattle gun to do up the flywheel bolts. Another 1/2 hour gone.
Had to cut the floor a bit to clear the T5 shifter. Rough as guts job, done with a 9" cutter disc.
Haven't built my shed yet, so working out in the open in 40 degree heat, rolling around on a concrete slab with leaves and twigs everywhere, grease and shit in my hair, tools all over the place not organised, all too hot to touch in the sun.
Stripped a crossmember bolt
Snapped the grease nipple off the throw-out bearing, eventually found another one. Another 1/2 hour wasted.
Little bloke decided while i was under the car, that he wanted hugs with daddy. Thanks mate, perfect timing.
And no matter how much you drain a manual box, you always get that bit of oil spill out the back when you tip it up. On you, of course.
Did i mention it was fucking hot?
Anyway phone camera isn't working so no pics for future reference (yet).