L. Ron Hubbard couldn't make this stuff up...
The next day after we replace the clutch and leave town, the clutch master cylinder gives out. We camped at a BLM campsite and the parking wasn't great, van was angled to the side, we didn't care, so tired. In the morning, I decided to move it to flatter ground, put the key in, pushed the clutch down like I normally do when starting engine, and I hear a pop, clutch pedal goes to the floor, and hydraulic fluid is leaking all over under the dash.
Take the clutch master cylinder apart because again, we're in the middle of nowhere and you just need to fix things with what you got. Turns out the hydraulic piston cracked. Great. This is a new one. But who knows how old this part is, so it is what it is. I'm an idiot and don't carry extra master cylinder pistons, so...
We can epoxy these things make together! Right?
Well, while that epoxy sets up, we felt very down, so we cracked open our emergency rations of crab legs out of the freezer and watched a movie, trying to get our minds back to a stable place.