So K's car starts making this very bad clunk/thunk from the right front corner when you turn the steering wheel significantly. Hmm, say I, upon examining it and not seeing anything really VISIBLY wrong (with the wheel still on and the car sitting on the pavement of a BBQ restaurant where this malady was revealed to me), sounds like the strut top bearing is gone, I'll just order some and fix it.
So I get the parts, get down to my friend Marcus's place (paved driveway and air tools. It's a beautiful thing), and get the strut off the car yesterday evening. This is not *quite* as easy as it sounds 'cause the Focus uses the European style of lower strut mounting where the upright casting clamps around the strut body, instead of the more typical US style of having two bolts running through ears welded to the strut that sandwich the upright.
Anyway, much spraying of penetrating oil and whanging of Big F---ing Hammer and application of pry bar later, it's out.
Spring compressed. Strut top removed. Hmm, doesn't look too beat up. Wait... Jen (Marcus's wife and yet another engineer in my life) notices something: "Why is the bottom of the spring at an odd angle to the rest of the spring?"
Oh.
The spring is broken. The rubber isolator sleeve is holding the broken pieces together. Kind of. But not really.
{Adam Savage from MYTHBUSTERS} Well,
THERE'S yer problem! {/Savage}
I don't have one of those.
{Eeyore} Oh, bother. {/Eeyore}
About this time, it started to rain, so I put all the tools and loose parts back in the garage and waited for Marcus to get home. Luckily for me, Marcus and Jen have a large fleet and thus I wound up in (stick with me now, this is complicated) Jen's SVT Contour, which Marcus has been using as a daily-driver, while Jen stuck with the Miata, and Marcus decided to drive the Mustang Shelby GT a little bit.
So, armed with the spring code this morning I called Lee, the ever-reliable parts guy at
Jack Demmer Ford, who not only deciphered the spring code but found the springs IN STOCK. Yes, I said springs. I'm replacing both front springs. Why? So the car doesn't sit funny. Also because it's my experience that if something goes "floosh!" on one side, it's gonna go "floosh!" on the other side sooner rather than later. And furthermore 'cause the springs were surprisingly inexpensive.
And thus, tomorrow morning, I'll get the parts, go back over to Marcus's, put the car back together so he doesn't have an immobile lump in his driveway with the right front corner sitting on one of HIS jackstands, and give K her car back. After I fill up and wash the Contour.
Oh, K is driving my truck. She hates it, mostly, though I will point out she *did* make an IKEA run in it yesterday to buy something that wouldn't fit in her Focus. ;)
Other than that, this has been a pretty good week. My mad-science project at work seems to be bearing fruit, we just need to find out if there are side effects. The guy who's a pain in my backside was out of the country this week. Miss E graduates on Sunday. The canceled autocross on Monday has been relocated and is back on (despite my STILL not having my seat!) And I have a 4-day weekend that starts tomorrow!
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