Monday, May 11

Son of a gun!

That brake was incredible! I got it off the car and took it to the basement. I sprayed it with oil...no luck. I put it in the clamp and started beating on it. No luck.

I heat up the caliper with the propane torch and beat it again. No luck

More oil. More beating. No luck

More fire, more beating. Luck!

It finally came off. I feel like a caveman, except now my arms are tired. Too bad I bent the sliding pin when trying to beat it out, so that'll cost me a whole new bracket. But perhaps my caliper is salvagable, saving me $80. I'll take the trade-off.

Ugh, I'm going to take a break before making some calls. I'll see if Tom, my mechanic, can rebuild the caliper, and I'm going to get a quote from Toyota to fix my speedometer cable and gear. I am just wondering how to get my MR2 to the dealership if it's not registered. It looks like I'll need to borrow/rent a trailer. Oh what fun.

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