well... that was a pain, and not even cause of the lack of any windows/windshield!
I did make it home last night but pretty dang late so I just fell asleep with no update. My brakes fully went out about 1/3 of the way into the trip. The SOFT clutch hose wore through the HARD brake line, I previously had rags and zipties (real professional I know) between the two, preventing them from rubbing. I failed to check if those were still in place during my pre flight checklist with the Red Rocket and paid the price for being negligent. I cut the line and tried to plug the pressure with the vicegrip at the end of it but it would still piss out a pinhole stream of fluid, so I pulled out the mig welder I had in the Red Rocket and welded it up, then vice gripped it shut. Even then... my brakes wouldn't build pressure even though it wasn't leaking from the cut line anymore... there are 2 lines going to the rear, I'm pretty sure the LSPV had something to do with the weird lack of pressure being built so I took the brake fitting that was on the line and welded it into a nut to hold pressure for the other line going to the rear. That worked!
kinda hard to tell what you're looking at but there's my welded up plug!
Y'all like my welding setup?? Shoutout to Orileys Autoparts for letting me steal some power from them. I broke down in the middle of the ghetto, so throughout the entire time (like 1-2 hours) I was trying to fix my brakes I kept having some sketchy fellows approach and ask what I'm doing, eye me up real good, check out all of my stuff, and then go on their way. I'm pretty sure they didn't wanna mess with the disgusting white dude in the hood who was welding his car with no windows back together in a random parking lot
I was back on the road with front brakes, all was well for another 140 miles or so, then I lost all of my brakes again... NOW WHAT????
Well I limped it on the side of the road to a gas station and started to diagnose. It would build barely any pressure and then leak away. Tried to bleed it on my own but it just wouldn't build any pressure. Paid a homeless dude $10 to pump the brakes for me while I tried to bleed them and still to no avail. There was a very loud whooshing noise coming right from the master cylinder that wasn't there before. I'm assuming it gave up the ghost (lucky me). Called a tow truck and made it back to Boone around 11:30pm, it broke down only about 35 miles away from my house so I'll count this as a partial success! The troopy is infact, in Boone, under my temu carport, waiting to be cut apart even more now.
I got more working room than I had thought in here!
So yea, the no windshield thing for 300 miles seems like an absolute walk in the park compared to the brake nightmare I had to deal with.
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bets on if the roof just rips off at highway speed?
the A pillars were shaking quite a bit! side to side, I was actually getting pretty concerned haha
that helmet is totally mad max looking. You need about 6 feet of chain to rap diagonal across your shoulder when you drive the troopy like that.
I've really liked the 2 most recent movies they have put out. The cars they design for those films is absolutely nuts! I'm hoping one day to get a really really REALLY crappy Mercedes 300D that's all rotted away and make it into some crazy Mad Max machine. Hoodstack exhaust, tractor flap, no doors, 27"ATV mud terrain tires, etc etc