After
a nasty incident involving a rock, a
rough track and my middle exhaust box I
decided to take the advice the local
Noggins had already told me ad-nausium.
It's too low, get some new springs on
there (Uprated ones from Don Pither of Scimpart).
Of course they were right but like all
jobs on cars, what starts out small just
grows and grows.
Here's the front
spax, I had to grind the nut off the
bottom bolt on one, the one with the
collapsed bush. Good job I had a go at
that now because the inner bush tube was
through but the damper eyelet was ok. All
over a bit grubby and rusty but quite
serviceable and still adjustable.
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Unlike these boys,
What a mess.
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Here is
the Crushinator (my term).
Created by the local Noggins
Secretary and modified by it's
last victim with a mig. It's
actually quite safe and easy to
use. Are you supposed to stomp
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Here they are
looking a little better now. Sand
blasted all the rot off and gave
them a liberal coating of epoxy
resin.
It's a strange
resin that never seems to
completely dry, courtesy of the
works skip.
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Not sure about this
but it's done now.
I reckon I have
missed my calling, I should be
living on a barge boat, painting
buckets, flower pots and watering
cans red.
Note the hopefull
collection of washers and coach
bolts ready to press the new
bushes into service.
Should have a
career on the stage with humour
like that.
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After a trip to
the Noggins meet I came away with a set
of nice new dog chews believed to be for
a SE5 that I found would probably fit
over the eyelets fine but would 'no way'
go in.
A sad (and fuzzy)
depiction of hope.
I flexed the
credit card and the new ones arrived from
Graham
Walker the next day and....
CONTINUED (more
beating about the bush)
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