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About two months ago I had my tires swapped over for winter. I think I posted about this. Anyway, a bolt attaching the upper rear control arm had sheared and was in an inaccessible place for drilling or easyouting or anything. A long saga ensued where I had some back and forth with some junk yard on ebay and I eventually got my part, then I got some more parts as money filtered in from jobs. For two months the fucking car has been up on jack stands and life has been pretty fucked as far as everything since I live in east cornflake. Some very helpful friends have helped out along the way but I am averse and generally reluctant to ask for help.

Finally, today I got the rear suspension back together except I forgot to get a new knuckle bushing, but that will be here tomorrow. No one, not even the dealer had the bolt that is supposed to connect it to the control arm. Luckily the hardware store had a similar metric bolt, only it was a series 8.8 rather than a 10.9. Fuck it, I'll drive slowly until I can get one from Korea.

I replaced the rotors and pads on one side in the back, and will do the other side in the morning. The guy at NAPA mentioned that I would probably need to grind the metal of the pad to ensure it didn't bind otherwise the pads would wear unevenly. A fucking light went off. That explained an awful lot. In retrospect I remembered that, but had forgotten to do that over the past few pad changes.

Things came together more easily this time, but it was getting dark by the time I had finished side one.

So, I'm fucking stoked that my car is back on the road.