Wow, just realised how slack I've been with the house-keeping in here! Probably time for a wee update then. Nothing major really, but with the car being away for six bloody months due to unforseen but still very annoying circumstances, I'd had six month's worth of jobs stored up to do on it. So having finally got it back I got stuck in. Lots of silly little things, sorta finishing off/titting about jobs I've been meaning to do for ages...
such as; having bought a stud extractor for another reason, I thought I may as well delete the redundant studs that hold the air-con pump that we never got in the UK
Not particularly exciting, I grant you, but it's something that's always annoyed me. If they serve no purpose then there's no real point in having them there. So I spent a happy while going through the engine bay getting rid of everything that didn't obivously serve a purpose. Sometimes I find small and silly thing like this are as therapeutic as major sort-outs. Maybe it's cos there's less repercussions if they go wrong...or maybe it's not that
Ta-da. Much neater. I also discovered that the only trouble with stud extractors is that when they slip, it tends to be in a narrow space with lots of sticky-out sharp bits in the way. This is therefore the end result. Doh!
Next on the list was the inspection plate thing on top of the flywheel;
Horrible manky rusty ol' thing annoyed me every time I opened the bonnet, so I sanded it back, primered it
..and since I had a can of Halfrauds allegedly-colour-matched-tender-blue I sprayed it over with that. It's not a great match, to be fair, but good enough so long as you don't actually put it near the bodywork!
Buoyed along by this minor success I turned my attention to the coil bracket
For some strange reason only the top plate of this had gone manky, so that got the Dremel treatment, just in time since the "paint" turned out to be a big sheet covering total rust!
Done. Maybe I should have done it black but I think it's nice to have a little bit of relief to the otherwise rather dour engine bay
While I was under the bonnet, I took the opportunity to replace the aircleaner top hose. No real reason, the original was black rubber that had cracked a bit but was perfectly serviceable. I just happened to have some braided line and hose finishers left over from a previous job that were the right size.
and it looks nicer. So there
Speaking of looking nicer, I got a pair of gaiters from a Vauxhall Corsa off ebay a few months back. Purely because they were cheap (six quid including post) and looked like they'd be big enough. They weren't quite the right colour, but since I'd sent an interior panel away for colour-matching a bespoke leather treatment pack this wasn't a massive problem;
The white colour is the Corsa original, the more beigey colour the treatment. As per previous posts, I'd already replaced the gear gaiter with a Jaguar one, so I took that out and colour matched it as well. The standard Series 3 RX-7 handbrake is a total disgrace in nasty grey plastic;
so a nice bit of leather to hide it away makes a world of difference;
In between all these jobs that required waiting for paint to dry, I took the opportunity to sort out a load of problems with wiring on the car. Such as why my foglight didn't work (like, how did that pass an MOT then?). The reason for this was half the wires being pulled out and just dangling loose Didn't get any photos cos it's hard to solder and use a camera at the same time. In addition, when putting that right, I found this;
The old bumper used two number-plate lights, the new one uses one. The redundant wiring and about a foot of still-used-wiring were just balled up into a tangle and stuffed into one of the apertures in the chassis webs So I shortened and streamlined that particular lash-up, too. I also managed to save this daft fella from where he'd blundered into a giant spider's web in the garage (as made by giant spiders, lol)
The handbrake gaiter looked like a good match, and the worn drivers' side doorcard I also treated did too so I got on with doing the worn leather on the drivers' seat. This was the main reason for getting the leather treatment in the first place. However, turns out the colour-matching isn't quite perfect, and on the seat it's come out a lot whiter than the original. Which is a shame, although possibly I'm being a bit picky. It looks OK, but in these pics you can see where I didn't treat the headrest and it's quite clearly a deeper tone in certain lights. Anyway, it had to be done to halt the wear on the seat, so I'll just have to live with it, just a slight shame. Especially when the company did such a superb job of matching the colour of the FD seats.
Anyhoo, here's some before and after shots of the seat;
Seat back before;
and after (you can see the miss-match in this one);
Side bolster before;
and after;
seat squab before;
and after;
I think I call that a qualified success In actual fact, since I took these photos the seats have been exposed to a bit more wear and sunlight and so on, and the colour has come back to being a closer match, maybe because the matte treated areas have got a bit more of a sheen to them now. So that's all good
Next chunk of rusty iron that needed tidying was the radiator airguide plate thing. These rust like there's no tomorrow, much like a fair bit of these cars if not kept on top of. Mine had only just started to go, so I thought I'd catch it before it was mullered;
Lots of sanding, since this has to be nice and smooth or it'll look cack, being a long, mostly flat surface
Plenty of satin black, and new stainless washers to replace the old rusty ones
In between (more) paint drying, I set to the gearknob. Oooer. Despite having been advertised as having thread inserts to fit just about any Japanese car, including Mazdas, it didn't. None of them fitted; in fact all the inserts it came with were too small and the thread in the actual knob was too large. So I drilled a couple of 5mm holes in from the side, and tapped them to hold grub screws. Then bulked out the thread with some heatshrink just for some grip on the gearstick, tighten up the grubscrews. et voila... one non-rotatey gearknob
Final task of the moment was to put my lovely Nardi steering wheel on. I had to order a new boss as the previous one was made out of cheese and stripped a thread when I was bolting up the wheel to it Strange thing was that despite me having changed the wheel quite recently, there was no damned way I could get it back off. I must have forgotten to copper-slip the splines, it was like it was welded on. In the end I had to buy a three-leg puller to get the sodding thing off!
after that it was easy enough to get the new boss on (even though the "TOP" marking is out by 90 degrees to the clockspring detents, and even then you have to move it round by one spline as the holes for the Nardi PCD then don't align straight up to 12-o'clock, if that makes sense)
I had to use the horn trim ring, because otherwise the button stands proud of the wheel and looks cack, but I might spray it in satin black, I'm not sure if I like the shiny alloy look
And finally, now all the grotty bits were done, I could lay out the bespoke mats I had made up what seems like an aeon ago. Even come with perfectly-fitting little rear mats, not that anyone will ever see them...
Passenger side;
Driver's side;
And that was that, all ready for the Gathering! (yep, it's been that long since I updated in here ) I suck. On the way up to the Gathering, the car's behaviour became rather wayward, pulling markedly to the left on the brakes and veering the opposite way on power. I vaguely remembered the bodyshop saying the brakes had been sticky when they took it for its MOT, due to disuse and all the sanding dust, but they'd freed up quickly. So, I tried a quick stamp on the pedal to see if this would jolt them free.
This, as Pooh would say, in his very gentle but quite insistent way, proved to be A Bad Idea Fortunately it was like five in the morning on a deserted country road, because after I;d stopped using up both sides of the road and quite a bit of the verge trying to gather the resulting tankslapper back up, I got out to find clouds of smoke pouring out of the O/S front wheel and the disc glowing red-hot. Fortunately, it was, like, five in the morning and I'd only had one cup of coffee so by the time my sleepy synapses had communicated that this was a Bad Thing and that I really ought to Do Something About It, and sent me for the back seat and the fire extinguisher and my bottle of water, the disc had cooled down from its furnace heat. Probably just as well, since if I'd suddenly introduced serious cold into the equation the disc might have shattered or cracked, almost certainly would have warped badly. So I went for the easier option of doing nothing and waited for them to cool completely. Then I set off again, gingerly, to find all seemed well. I now had a choice... go back, get the FD, lose half the day, miss half the show, and not be able to park on the club stand due to its vulgar modernity... or plod on and simply try to avoid using the brakes and/or crashing and burning should they lock on again.
Heroically, I went for the latter and Madame le Jo, my passenger seemed fairly immune to the prospect of death by fire (it's a rotard thing, you gain a certain level of imperviousness to cars catching fire and actively trying to kill you). We made the Gathering with no further dramas. When I got home I gave the brakes a good clean, though there was no obvious cause. I can only assume it was a combination of grime and disuse that is now cleared. They don't even seem to have warped, which was a pleasant bonus
such as; having bought a stud extractor for another reason, I thought I may as well delete the redundant studs that hold the air-con pump that we never got in the UK
Not particularly exciting, I grant you, but it's something that's always annoyed me. If they serve no purpose then there's no real point in having them there. So I spent a happy while going through the engine bay getting rid of everything that didn't obivously serve a purpose. Sometimes I find small and silly thing like this are as therapeutic as major sort-outs. Maybe it's cos there's less repercussions if they go wrong...or maybe it's not that
Ta-da. Much neater. I also discovered that the only trouble with stud extractors is that when they slip, it tends to be in a narrow space with lots of sticky-out sharp bits in the way. This is therefore the end result. Doh!
Next on the list was the inspection plate thing on top of the flywheel;
Horrible manky rusty ol' thing annoyed me every time I opened the bonnet, so I sanded it back, primered it
..and since I had a can of Halfrauds allegedly-colour-matched-tender-blue I sprayed it over with that. It's not a great match, to be fair, but good enough so long as you don't actually put it near the bodywork!
Buoyed along by this minor success I turned my attention to the coil bracket
For some strange reason only the top plate of this had gone manky, so that got the Dremel treatment, just in time since the "paint" turned out to be a big sheet covering total rust!
Done. Maybe I should have done it black but I think it's nice to have a little bit of relief to the otherwise rather dour engine bay
While I was under the bonnet, I took the opportunity to replace the aircleaner top hose. No real reason, the original was black rubber that had cracked a bit but was perfectly serviceable. I just happened to have some braided line and hose finishers left over from a previous job that were the right size.
and it looks nicer. So there
Speaking of looking nicer, I got a pair of gaiters from a Vauxhall Corsa off ebay a few months back. Purely because they were cheap (six quid including post) and looked like they'd be big enough. They weren't quite the right colour, but since I'd sent an interior panel away for colour-matching a bespoke leather treatment pack this wasn't a massive problem;
The white colour is the Corsa original, the more beigey colour the treatment. As per previous posts, I'd already replaced the gear gaiter with a Jaguar one, so I took that out and colour matched it as well. The standard Series 3 RX-7 handbrake is a total disgrace in nasty grey plastic;
so a nice bit of leather to hide it away makes a world of difference;
In between all these jobs that required waiting for paint to dry, I took the opportunity to sort out a load of problems with wiring on the car. Such as why my foglight didn't work (like, how did that pass an MOT then?). The reason for this was half the wires being pulled out and just dangling loose Didn't get any photos cos it's hard to solder and use a camera at the same time. In addition, when putting that right, I found this;
The old bumper used two number-plate lights, the new one uses one. The redundant wiring and about a foot of still-used-wiring were just balled up into a tangle and stuffed into one of the apertures in the chassis webs So I shortened and streamlined that particular lash-up, too. I also managed to save this daft fella from where he'd blundered into a giant spider's web in the garage (as made by giant spiders, lol)
The handbrake gaiter looked like a good match, and the worn drivers' side doorcard I also treated did too so I got on with doing the worn leather on the drivers' seat. This was the main reason for getting the leather treatment in the first place. However, turns out the colour-matching isn't quite perfect, and on the seat it's come out a lot whiter than the original. Which is a shame, although possibly I'm being a bit picky. It looks OK, but in these pics you can see where I didn't treat the headrest and it's quite clearly a deeper tone in certain lights. Anyway, it had to be done to halt the wear on the seat, so I'll just have to live with it, just a slight shame. Especially when the company did such a superb job of matching the colour of the FD seats.
Anyhoo, here's some before and after shots of the seat;
Seat back before;
and after (you can see the miss-match in this one);
Side bolster before;
and after;
seat squab before;
and after;
I think I call that a qualified success In actual fact, since I took these photos the seats have been exposed to a bit more wear and sunlight and so on, and the colour has come back to being a closer match, maybe because the matte treated areas have got a bit more of a sheen to them now. So that's all good
Next chunk of rusty iron that needed tidying was the radiator airguide plate thing. These rust like there's no tomorrow, much like a fair bit of these cars if not kept on top of. Mine had only just started to go, so I thought I'd catch it before it was mullered;
Lots of sanding, since this has to be nice and smooth or it'll look cack, being a long, mostly flat surface
Plenty of satin black, and new stainless washers to replace the old rusty ones
In between (more) paint drying, I set to the gearknob. Oooer. Despite having been advertised as having thread inserts to fit just about any Japanese car, including Mazdas, it didn't. None of them fitted; in fact all the inserts it came with were too small and the thread in the actual knob was too large. So I drilled a couple of 5mm holes in from the side, and tapped them to hold grub screws. Then bulked out the thread with some heatshrink just for some grip on the gearstick, tighten up the grubscrews. et voila... one non-rotatey gearknob
Final task of the moment was to put my lovely Nardi steering wheel on. I had to order a new boss as the previous one was made out of cheese and stripped a thread when I was bolting up the wheel to it Strange thing was that despite me having changed the wheel quite recently, there was no damned way I could get it back off. I must have forgotten to copper-slip the splines, it was like it was welded on. In the end I had to buy a three-leg puller to get the sodding thing off!
after that it was easy enough to get the new boss on (even though the "TOP" marking is out by 90 degrees to the clockspring detents, and even then you have to move it round by one spline as the holes for the Nardi PCD then don't align straight up to 12-o'clock, if that makes sense)
I had to use the horn trim ring, because otherwise the button stands proud of the wheel and looks cack, but I might spray it in satin black, I'm not sure if I like the shiny alloy look
And finally, now all the grotty bits were done, I could lay out the bespoke mats I had made up what seems like an aeon ago. Even come with perfectly-fitting little rear mats, not that anyone will ever see them...
Passenger side;
Driver's side;
And that was that, all ready for the Gathering! (yep, it's been that long since I updated in here ) I suck. On the way up to the Gathering, the car's behaviour became rather wayward, pulling markedly to the left on the brakes and veering the opposite way on power. I vaguely remembered the bodyshop saying the brakes had been sticky when they took it for its MOT, due to disuse and all the sanding dust, but they'd freed up quickly. So, I tried a quick stamp on the pedal to see if this would jolt them free.
This, as Pooh would say, in his very gentle but quite insistent way, proved to be A Bad Idea Fortunately it was like five in the morning on a deserted country road, because after I;d stopped using up both sides of the road and quite a bit of the verge trying to gather the resulting tankslapper back up, I got out to find clouds of smoke pouring out of the O/S front wheel and the disc glowing red-hot. Fortunately, it was, like, five in the morning and I'd only had one cup of coffee so by the time my sleepy synapses had communicated that this was a Bad Thing and that I really ought to Do Something About It, and sent me for the back seat and the fire extinguisher and my bottle of water, the disc had cooled down from its furnace heat. Probably just as well, since if I'd suddenly introduced serious cold into the equation the disc might have shattered or cracked, almost certainly would have warped badly. So I went for the easier option of doing nothing and waited for them to cool completely. Then I set off again, gingerly, to find all seemed well. I now had a choice... go back, get the FD, lose half the day, miss half the show, and not be able to park on the club stand due to its vulgar modernity... or plod on and simply try to avoid using the brakes and/or crashing and burning should they lock on again.
Heroically, I went for the latter and Madame le Jo, my passenger seemed fairly immune to the prospect of death by fire (it's a rotard thing, you gain a certain level of imperviousness to cars catching fire and actively trying to kill you). We made the Gathering with no further dramas. When I got home I gave the brakes a good clean, though there was no obvious cause. I can only assume it was a combination of grime and disuse that is now cleared. They don't even seem to have warped, which was a pleasant bonus