Well, a little more words and pictures.
The races were all good and the bearings were healthy. I took out the pallier as well, with no problem. Pretty much better than expected.
I wrapped the lanes with many rounds of plastic film and went for the components of the braking mechanism. They all looked as they had been at war because of the amount of dirt, grease and rust that was part of them.
It took me quit a while to disassemble the most part of the pieces of the left side and started to clean them up. The dirt piled up even around the smallest part, the retainers were a mess, not to mention the state of the o-rings.
One of those days, I was working on the Merkabah as usual, and when it came the time to leave I realized that my beloved Terrano had been stolen, right in front of the workshop. Ops.
When I bought her I spent four months swapping the engine and upgrading her, and she accompanied me the last five years for almost 250.000 kilometers across Chile and Argentina. I really liked her.
Curiously I took it pretty calmly and those around me felt much worse and sorry and sad and angry and frustrated than myself. The police found her on a solitary street a few days later, completely stripped, but luckily the remainings were almost intact.
I still have the remainings parked at home and I am planning to resurrect her, again.
Maestro Chaleco, a very skilled old man, came to the shop with all his gear and got to fix the dent on the cube with the help of an improvised extractor. Aided by Tito, he warmed up the cube while Tito turned a nut around the bolt. The manoeuvre proved to be easy and successful and the dent was gone with a pop! allowing the cube to be removed at last.
The gears showed some superficial scars but nothing really serious. The axle, in general, was in very good condition and it could still work for many hundred thousands of kilometres.
The right sided components of the brake system were in a very similar condition, even if the amount of grease and dirt seemed to be a little less.
One afternoon the pipes that had been ordered to replace the corroded and badly repaired ones arrived. I put them in, filled the system with antifreezing and made the engine run for a while. Good. No leaks.
Next, I struggled more than a little to unbolt the maxibrakes. Once they were out I disassembled them to check their status that, after thirty years, of course was not the best. The membrane and the rubber parts needed urgent replacement and also the aluminium and the steel needed some cleaning and painting work. I asked for the repair kit everywhere, including the official Wabco dealer, and they could not even find the code for those old things. Soon after I dropped it and asked for new maxis, not Wabco, sadly.
The races were all good and the bearings were healthy. I took out the pallier as well, with no problem. Pretty much better than expected.
I wrapped the lanes with many rounds of plastic film and went for the components of the braking mechanism. They all looked as they had been at war because of the amount of dirt, grease and rust that was part of them.
It took me quit a while to disassemble the most part of the pieces of the left side and started to clean them up. The dirt piled up even around the smallest part, the retainers were a mess, not to mention the state of the o-rings.
One of those days, I was working on the Merkabah as usual, and when it came the time to leave I realized that my beloved Terrano had been stolen, right in front of the workshop. Ops.
When I bought her I spent four months swapping the engine and upgrading her, and she accompanied me the last five years for almost 250.000 kilometers across Chile and Argentina. I really liked her.
Curiously I took it pretty calmly and those around me felt much worse and sorry and sad and angry and frustrated than myself. The police found her on a solitary street a few days later, completely stripped, but luckily the remainings were almost intact.
I still have the remainings parked at home and I am planning to resurrect her, again.
Maestro Chaleco, a very skilled old man, came to the shop with all his gear and got to fix the dent on the cube with the help of an improvised extractor. Aided by Tito, he warmed up the cube while Tito turned a nut around the bolt. The manoeuvre proved to be easy and successful and the dent was gone with a pop! allowing the cube to be removed at last.
The gears showed some superficial scars but nothing really serious. The axle, in general, was in very good condition and it could still work for many hundred thousands of kilometres.
The right sided components of the brake system were in a very similar condition, even if the amount of grease and dirt seemed to be a little less.
One afternoon the pipes that had been ordered to replace the corroded and badly repaired ones arrived. I put them in, filled the system with antifreezing and made the engine run for a while. Good. No leaks.
Next, I struggled more than a little to unbolt the maxibrakes. Once they were out I disassembled them to check their status that, after thirty years, of course was not the best. The membrane and the rubber parts needed urgent replacement and also the aluminium and the steel needed some cleaning and painting work. I asked for the repair kit everywhere, including the official Wabco dealer, and they could not even find the code for those old things. Soon after I dropped it and asked for new maxis, not Wabco, sadly.