Slave freed in clutch maneuver


So I listened to Nabucco

It wasn't as difficult as I feared, but just as hard as I figured. I spent some quality time under the Alfa today, giving the clutch slave cylinder a liberal dousing of Liquid Wrench. I jostled and banged it, then some tornsional force from a giant crescent wrench. I despaired, sat back and had a soda. I had visions in my head of taking such an obviously gouged vehicle to a mechanic: "I was just too stupid to get it out, sir. Don't shoot me." As has been said, all it took was one good jerk. So finally I got it rotating. Then I got it twisting and moving and finally busted free. And, no, there wasn't any snap ring on the bleed screw side, amazingly enough, nor was there the coating of JB Weld I feared. Just rust. Zipped over to Van's for a snap ring, and the new cylinder slid in like no one's business. Buttoned it up, and did some preliminary bleeding with the able assistance of by lovely wife. I let the bubbles settle and give it another round tomorrow. In the meantime, nothing says "r&r of Alfa slave cylinder" like "Va pensiero" from Verdi's Nabucco.

Posted: Sat - January 28, 2006 at 04:48 PM           |

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