Life and Times of an OCD Insomniac
Nov. 8th, 2007 12:50 amSee.. that migraine I mentioned? Well, it went away. And I wanted fish & chips and the energy drink in the fridge (something called "Go Fast", it tastes really odd).
And then around 10:30pm I'm thinking "bed, but I'll just see how those bolts are freeing up on the Delica".
Well, they were a bit sticky. So I figured I'd thread them back and forth (read: "Wrench the stubborn little bastards with the breaker bar and ratchet until they squeal like mad") and work more WD40 in. But then I realised they were almost out. So I just kept on until the exhaust pipe was unbolted from the front pipe and hanging on the three 12mm bolt hangers. I know they're 12mm because I went "I'll just check what size those are for the morning". "I wonder how stuck they are" "Oh. That one's quite easy! I wonder how bad the other two are..."
One snapped, but that's okay - the captive end is part of the exhaust, so snapping just means I need another £1.80 bolt. BFD. Dealer should have them in stock, too.
Anyway, now the exhaust is no longer attached. "Hmm. I better get that out from under there". *wiggle* *jam*
See. Exhausts tend to be fed over axles and stuff, so don't like being moved around too much when the car is on the ground. "I'll saw in in half". Amazing how quick that was, too, given it was a cheap hacksaw I was using.
Well, now there's no exhaust.
"I'll pop the new one under. I'll need a jack to get it fitted, after all".
It almost fit, too. Just one bracket in the way. I know, I'll jack the... oh. My jack is too small. But I can lift it. If I get under, on my back, I can lift the car quite a distance by effectively "bench pressing" whilst supporting myself and the car with my legs (bear in mind, the ground clearance on this thing is almost as much as my thigh length).
"Siani! Can you help with this?!"
Fortunately, she's finished her painting, and comes down to support the silencer end whilst I lift up the car (moving body higher relative to rear axle), feed the exhaust bracket past the suspension bracket it was catching on and making sure it doesn't catch the brake lines or wiring, and then attach the rear mount. Then I go attach the silencer end bracket, the exhaust flange and gasket, and tighten it all up. Perfect fit, as I had hoped by spending £200ish for the genuine article instead of £100 on a pattern part. Utterly painless, in fact.
Take car for test drive. Can hear worn injectors more and knocking from shite fuel (it loves BP Ultimate Diesel, hates Shell, and prefers additives with most others). can hear turbo spooling up with a nice whistle, can't hear the "gale blowing" noise of the oddly flute-like rusty old exhaust.
So now I will sleep well (once I have washed the yard out of my hair) having accomplished the job on the car, burned off some of that energy drink doing so, and having One Less Thing to do. Must get some clear (or similar) waxoyl spray from Halfrauds though, as I did scratch some of the meagre rust protection on the suspension hanger. Halfords and the Mitsubishi dealer are in the same town anyway.
And then around 10:30pm I'm thinking "bed, but I'll just see how those bolts are freeing up on the Delica".
Well, they were a bit sticky. So I figured I'd thread them back and forth (read: "Wrench the stubborn little bastards with the breaker bar and ratchet until they squeal like mad") and work more WD40 in. But then I realised they were almost out. So I just kept on until the exhaust pipe was unbolted from the front pipe and hanging on the three 12mm bolt hangers. I know they're 12mm because I went "I'll just check what size those are for the morning". "I wonder how stuck they are" "Oh. That one's quite easy! I wonder how bad the other two are..."
One snapped, but that's okay - the captive end is part of the exhaust, so snapping just means I need another £1.80 bolt. BFD. Dealer should have them in stock, too.
Anyway, now the exhaust is no longer attached. "Hmm. I better get that out from under there". *wiggle* *jam*
See. Exhausts tend to be fed over axles and stuff, so don't like being moved around too much when the car is on the ground. "I'll saw in in half". Amazing how quick that was, too, given it was a cheap hacksaw I was using.
Well, now there's no exhaust.
"I'll pop the new one under. I'll need a jack to get it fitted, after all".
It almost fit, too. Just one bracket in the way. I know, I'll jack the... oh. My jack is too small. But I can lift it. If I get under, on my back, I can lift the car quite a distance by effectively "bench pressing" whilst supporting myself and the car with my legs (bear in mind, the ground clearance on this thing is almost as much as my thigh length).
"Siani! Can you help with this?!"
Fortunately, she's finished her painting, and comes down to support the silencer end whilst I lift up the car (moving body higher relative to rear axle), feed the exhaust bracket past the suspension bracket it was catching on and making sure it doesn't catch the brake lines or wiring, and then attach the rear mount. Then I go attach the silencer end bracket, the exhaust flange and gasket, and tighten it all up. Perfect fit, as I had hoped by spending £200ish for the genuine article instead of £100 on a pattern part. Utterly painless, in fact.
Take car for test drive. Can hear worn injectors more and knocking from shite fuel (it loves BP Ultimate Diesel, hates Shell, and prefers additives with most others). can hear turbo spooling up with a nice whistle, can't hear the "gale blowing" noise of the oddly flute-like rusty old exhaust.
So now I will sleep well (once I have washed the yard out of my hair) having accomplished the job on the car, burned off some of that energy drink doing so, and having One Less Thing to do. Must get some clear (or similar) waxoyl spray from Halfrauds though, as I did scratch some of the meagre rust protection on the suspension hanger. Halfords and the Mitsubishi dealer are in the same town anyway.