Racer is fine, at least where Covid is concerned.
In other regards, well, a bucket filled with bovine excrement can pretty much describe a number of other circumstances at the moment.
A few weeks ago the car I was using to get me around while the Legacy awaits the valve job that is sidelined while I look after mom, and try to complete my final year of work, well it laid down on me (the car). A 2010 Chevy Malibu, proof that American car manufacturers still haven’t figured out how to build a car to actually compete with foreign makes.
So, I’ve been driving the Ram, sometimes Mrs. Racer’s Corolla. I decided the quickest and cheapest option was to get Eddie going again.
Remember Eddie?
I had to park Eddie last year because the fuel tanks were rusted and leaking, and the front fuel pump was dead.
So I ordered up a side and rear tank pair, complete with fuel pumps installed. They were here in less than a week, and I expected to get them swapped over the coming weekend. Starting with the side one, which looked to be more difficult than the rear, I dove in.
By Sunday at dinner time I had the side one finished, and had discovered the rear tank was almost an inch too wide to fit between the frame rails.
During the coming week I went out to the shop after work and measured, and measured again. The frame rails are about 34” apart. The old tank is about 34.6” at the flanges. The new tank is about 35”. I drew lines on the flanges about 1/16” from the resistance weld that joins and seals the top and bottom tank halves. Then I used a zizz wheel in a die grinder to trim the flanges back.
That got me to 34.2”.
I also rounded the corners.
It went it, with only minor futzing about.
I get them in and hooked up, dump a few gallons of fuel in each tank, and it starts right up.
I switch tanks.
Perfect transfer, smooth, seamless.
OK.
By the way, I did all of this while sick with Covid.
I noticed when I started this project Eddie needed new shocks, so I had ordered a fresh set when I ordered the tanks.
Those go on next.
I also noticed when I moved Eddie into the shop the brakes were dragging. Looked like the master cylinder was sticking.
So I picked up a new one after work last Thursday. I changed it Friday evening, and had my niece help with bleeding the brakes Saturday morning.
As the bleeding progressed, I saw a tiny jet of something spray up from the crossmember near the steering box.
One of the hard lines for the front brakes has a pinhole in it.
So, this morning I ordered all new brake hard lines, all new brake hoses, new rear wheel cylinders, and loaded front calipers.
Eddie is probably gonna be tying up my shop for another week or two.