Fu---uuuuck.
I think I got Tetu pissed off at me. And then I did something to my finger when we were bleeding the brakes on Martin. Desi said it's a blood blister and it'll go away but man does it look gross.
But we got the brakes all working. And the handbrake works now. Desi was trying to fix that last week but then it rained like a bitch for three days straight and she said she damn well wasn't gonna take off the wheels in that weather but now it's all hot and not too humid, so. Maybe I can get her to help me with my car next, which is even older and shittier than hers, although it looks less beat-up and it still has the original seat covers.
I got to set the handbrake, too, which was cool, cause ok it had seized to its thing, whatever they call it, on the back wheel, and whenever Desi parked Martin on a hill she'd have to leave it in gear and pray, cause even with the handbrake all the way on it'd totally roll if she left it out of gear, and so we took off the wheel and the thingy that the brake cable attaches to was all stuck fast, so we put oil on it and then when that had soaked in she kinda hit it with a rubber mallet until it came free. (Dude, best car repair technique ever. Hit it with stuff.) And then we had to recalibrate it so when we had the wheel back on and stuff I drove the car really fast backwards down the hill and then yanked on the handbrake and it made this godawful shrieky noise and now it works.
Man.
So yeah, sunday. I still wanna talk to Tetu but he and Ruthven went off somewhere in Ruthven's car, which is the sweetest car I have ever seen. I guess I'll catch him later. Maybe my gross finger will make Rick take me off the coffee bar until it heals, cause nobody is gonna want coffee made by someone with this big purple-red thingy on his finger. Ew.
But we got the brakes all working. And the handbrake works now. Desi was trying to fix that last week but then it rained like a bitch for three days straight and she said she damn well wasn't gonna take off the wheels in that weather but now it's all hot and not too humid, so. Maybe I can get her to help me with my car next, which is even older and shittier than hers, although it looks less beat-up and it still has the original seat covers.
I got to set the handbrake, too, which was cool, cause ok it had seized to its thing, whatever they call it, on the back wheel, and whenever Desi parked Martin on a hill she'd have to leave it in gear and pray, cause even with the handbrake all the way on it'd totally roll if she left it out of gear, and so we took off the wheel and the thingy that the brake cable attaches to was all stuck fast, so we put oil on it and then when that had soaked in she kinda hit it with a rubber mallet until it came free. (Dude, best car repair technique ever. Hit it with stuff.) And then we had to recalibrate it so when we had the wheel back on and stuff I drove the car really fast backwards down the hill and then yanked on the handbrake and it made this godawful shrieky noise and now it works.
Man.
So yeah, sunday. I still wanna talk to Tetu but he and Ruthven went off somewhere in Ruthven's car, which is the sweetest car I have ever seen. I guess I'll catch him later. Maybe my gross finger will make Rick take me off the coffee bar until it heals, cause nobody is gonna want coffee made by someone with this big purple-red thingy on his finger. Ew.