I just love it when the kid comes up to you and says "Dad, I have a problem with the brakes on my truck. Can you take a look at it ?"
"Sure"
So we attempt to go for a test drive, what brakes ?
There are none, the pedal goes all the way to the floor. I never made it out of the driveway
. I pull his truck back up and proceed to look at it. A broken brake line, great. I just love doing rusted out brake lines
. I jack it up to take a peek.I see that both backing plates are wet as well .... leaking wheel cylinders to go along with a broken line. I pull the wheels, attempt to pull the drums off. 1 of them comes off quite easily, the brakes are down into the rivets. The other drum would not come off. I had to back the shoes all the way off in order for them to clear the lip that was made in the drum by the shoes that were well wore past the rivets. It was ugly. So I ask him, "how long has this been doing this, you know, making noise, no pedal, etc." The famous answer comes out .... "oh,it just started yesterday night". I may have been born at night, but not last night 💡. Give me a break, (no pun intended
). I just looked at him and said, "we have some work ahead of us today" . So, a set of shoes, a hardware kit, 2 new brake lines, 2 new wheel cylinders, 2 new drums and he's on the road again.