Hot, muggy summers can bring about significant growth issues in your greenery enclosure. While summer fungus–such as the scandalous fine mildew–might not be specifically deadly to your plants, it can bring about compelling scourge that spreads quickly and quickens fall lethargy. What’s more, if left untreated, scourge can at last murder a plant. Try not to give growth a chance to assume control …Read more
Anyone who has driven an A-Body GM vehicle knows that they sorta float all over the road as suspension technology was not what it is today. I started ordering parts from Summit and local parts stores so that I could completely revamp the suspension for a smoother rider.
To replace the rear axle bushings, the entire rear end had to be removed:
With all new bushings, ball joints, tie rods, TRW springs, and Monroe Sensatrac shocks, the entire suspension is re-installed.
In search of more power, I went down to the local salvage yard in 29 Palms, California and was able to pull a 455 Cubic Inch Rocket out of a 1970 Oldsmobile Toronado. My buddy and fellow Jarhead Mark Jawonowich drove me in his Dodge 4×4 Pickup to get the motor back to my home in Cathedral City, California at the time.
When we arrived at the salvage yard I was a bit confused because the motor still had the front wheel drive attached to it and I had no idea of what that looked like prior to this moment.
The motor was as grimy as you would expect but no worries, plans were to completely disassembled and hot tanked.
As if I knew what I was doing at the ripe old age of 21, I started tearing down the motor for two reasons.
Turns out that the paint job performed in Tiajuana began to just flake off everytime I washed the car. this became frustrating so I decided to just remove all of the paint.
At this point the car looked like a battleship with the cheap over the counter aerosol primer.
So I decided one day to dig the trunk out of storage and put it back on the Cutlass. Those darn springs however are very difficult to figure out. This project has been sitting up for far too long and in desperate need of some attention.
We (Wifey, Walter and Myself) headed out late one evening to Dallas, Texas to pickup a 1990 Nissan 300z N/A that I purchsed from an online auction. The weather was a bit rainy and when we got to the hotel, we had a difficult time parking the trailer which Walter had borrowed from another veteran.
We were a little disappointed to find out that Intake Manifold was sitting in the front seat but I really was not a big deal since the whole intentions of buy the car was to do an LS Swap anyway.
We met with a Locksmith who was able to make us 2 keys.