Famous last words, or so they say. All the same, disregarding all the tribulations, sometimes I catch a glimpse of some part of the car (well, the bodywork really) and I think how pretty it is. I just hope I don’t bend it too soon…
Tag: suspension
Shafted
Still on the topic of the infernal driveshafts, I decided that it really, really, was the case that they were too long. I have absolutely no idea why this should be the case but it is. As such there really isn’t a choice other than to get some new ones. It may be possible to shorten the other ones, seen here languishing on the garage floor, if only for use as race spares. However, that would have to be done by either cutting and sleeving them or, if Icould find someone to do it, friction welding them.
Doom and despondancy
I went to Mackay’s, Cambridge’s best shop, and bought the requisite 32mm socket and with that I managed to tighten up the hub nuts. Odd that the nuts seem to have gone on so far that I can’t stake them. Perhaps they ought to have a great thick washer under them like the Sierra ones on the back of the Fury had?
Keep on tracking
As discussed in the previous post in this apparently never-ending lurch through a tale of cock-ups and curiosities I had to modify the front suspension. So, I cut off the little “ears” that I’d welded onto the front spring mountings an eon or two ago.
This was actually spectacularly difficult to do and I only managed it with the aid of a cutting disc in a Dremel and going very slowly. You can just about see in the photo where they were.
So near and yet so far
Well, and it was all going so swimmingly. So much so that I finished off putting the roundel on the front.
After that it was really only arranging to point the wheels in the right direction. In order to do that I installed fake Tim, a collection of bags of sand, in the driver’s seat and set about starting the setup, which was going to take rather a while on this completely unaligned chassis.
Back to front
Having done the rear ARB, or at least one of them, it was time to get back to the front of the car. In particular to attend to the ARB at that end of the car.
ARB!
Onwards and upwards. I tried to get stuck into the car again over the weekend, in particular I was aiming to get the ARBs finished off and all connected up.
Bouncy, bouncy
Sorry for the absence, I’ve been away feeling sorry for myself as I’ve had human ‘flu, at least that’s what I think it was. No wonder it’s killed so many people if it makes you feel that grotty. Excuse me while I go and make myself another “paracetamol-based cold remedy”, as they are coyly described on the NHS website.
Emerging, blinking, into the light
Yesterday, Colin said I’d not updated this blog for “years”. This is a slight exageration as it’s nearly been three weeks. However, it is too long. There’s been lots of other things on, you see. Just to make you realise how hard we pseudo academics work I was even at a conference for all of last weekend so I didn’t get any time at all to go in the garage then. Continue reading “Emerging, blinking, into the light”
Shocktastic
Two quick things about dampers.
As the super-duper dampers supposedly being built by my friend Dave have never appeared, as it was becoming increasingly apparently that there’s no point relying on something made out of vapour and wishes I finally decided to go elsewhere.