Per thread title, let the rant begin.
I rarely get mad. In fact, I try to make it a point in life to avoid anger. But right now, I could bite hardened nails in half.
I'm changing the oil on my daughter's 2004 Kia Sedona. Back in the summer, she thought she would do a little routine maintenance and have the timing belt changed. The idiot she chose to do the job runs a little local shop and in the process of changing the timing belt did the job wrong which resulted in timing belt breaking and destroying the engine.
After a number of conversations in which I became involved, he did finally agree that it was his fault and he would replace the motor with another used motor with equal or fewer miles at his cost, (since it was his fault). The gunky, [censored] oil I drained out just now indicates to me the motor was either severely neglected or has many more miles than the 84,000 miles on the van's odometer, (oil has been in the motor for 500 miles).
When he did the timing belt, he also did the front brakes, installing new pads and calipers, telling my daughter she was "in danger because they were so worn. Oh, and by the way, we currently have a special on brake jobs." Okay, fine, she had him do it.
Now I'm laying under the van waiting for all the oil to drain out and I grab a flashlight and start looking around. Mainly, I'm checking the CV joint boot on the drivers side which is split and throwing grease everywhere creating quite a mess.
That's when I see it. The brake line, which is suppose to be routed directly upward in a little bracket is in fact, laying sideways across the caliper and is rubbing on the CV joint.
This is what busted/split the CV joint causing it to sling grease. Upon closer investigation, I see the brake line is in the process of being cut through by the CV joint.
On the one hand, thankfully this happened and I was alert enough to see it now rather than have my daughter involved in a crash when the line eventually broke with her and my grandbabies inside the van.
On the other hand, I am boiling mad. Had I not seen it, had I not decided to change the oil so quickly and had the time to check things out with a flashlight, this line would have busted with life threatening, possibly life ending consequences.
I keep telling myself, "calm, just stay calm."
As it is, because of his stupidity, I will have to replace not only the CV joint boot, (and probably the entire unit in the long run) but the brake line as well and then spend my happy time bleeding the brakes which he was paid to fix in the first place.
I just keep telling myself that at least I caught it before anything seriously bad happened. No one was hurt and I would much rather spend a Saturday doing this instead of sitting in a hospital waiting room waiting to hear news about my family.
End of rant - thanks for listening.
I rarely get mad. In fact, I try to make it a point in life to avoid anger. But right now, I could bite hardened nails in half.
I'm changing the oil on my daughter's 2004 Kia Sedona. Back in the summer, she thought she would do a little routine maintenance and have the timing belt changed. The idiot she chose to do the job runs a little local shop and in the process of changing the timing belt did the job wrong which resulted in timing belt breaking and destroying the engine.
After a number of conversations in which I became involved, he did finally agree that it was his fault and he would replace the motor with another used motor with equal or fewer miles at his cost, (since it was his fault). The gunky, [censored] oil I drained out just now indicates to me the motor was either severely neglected or has many more miles than the 84,000 miles on the van's odometer, (oil has been in the motor for 500 miles).
When he did the timing belt, he also did the front brakes, installing new pads and calipers, telling my daughter she was "in danger because they were so worn. Oh, and by the way, we currently have a special on brake jobs." Okay, fine, she had him do it.
Now I'm laying under the van waiting for all the oil to drain out and I grab a flashlight and start looking around. Mainly, I'm checking the CV joint boot on the drivers side which is split and throwing grease everywhere creating quite a mess.
That's when I see it. The brake line, which is suppose to be routed directly upward in a little bracket is in fact, laying sideways across the caliper and is rubbing on the CV joint.
This is what busted/split the CV joint causing it to sling grease. Upon closer investigation, I see the brake line is in the process of being cut through by the CV joint.
On the one hand, thankfully this happened and I was alert enough to see it now rather than have my daughter involved in a crash when the line eventually broke with her and my grandbabies inside the van.
On the other hand, I am boiling mad. Had I not seen it, had I not decided to change the oil so quickly and had the time to check things out with a flashlight, this line would have busted with life threatening, possibly life ending consequences.
I keep telling myself, "calm, just stay calm."
As it is, because of his stupidity, I will have to replace not only the CV joint boot, (and probably the entire unit in the long run) but the brake line as well and then spend my happy time bleeding the brakes which he was paid to fix in the first place.
I just keep telling myself that at least I caught it before anything seriously bad happened. No one was hurt and I would much rather spend a Saturday doing this instead of sitting in a hospital waiting room waiting to hear news about my family.
End of rant - thanks for listening.
