Page Six: How's it Hanging? The Front Suspension
The rear suspension played me, made me think this suspension thing wouldn’t be so bad. The rear was relatively rust free and didn’t fight me much, no seized bolts, no rusted-on nuts… The front suspension settled in for a siege. Seized Nuts! There’s a saying, any one-day project is one broken bolt from a three-day slog, in my case it was seized nuts (That’s what she said, yeah, I know, please forgive me). I spent more than three solid hours wrangling the nuts off the shock shafts. You know how this goes, you manage two or so turns of the nut before it seizes, and no amount of WD-40 could have prevented. You round off the ridiculously inadequate little flats on the top of the shaft, now you can’t stop the shaft from turning, and you run through your favorite four-letter words. You know, basic wrenching. I had to bring some big artillery to the fight, but I eventually won! Break out the vice-grips to lock down the shaft and used up all my grip ...