Yeah, after working on/around rusty shit for 15 years+, I finally went and did it. I was in the shop and had one of my shocks in the vise, stripping it with a wire wheel when I got a little too irritated at the fact that my safety goggles were tinted. Of course as soon as I took them off and leaned back, the damn chinese wire wheel decides to loose some bristles...I felt it hit. Wasn't 100% sure that it was really in there until this morning, and boy, did I feel that sucker then!
Went through 3/4 of a bottle of visine and spent about an hour running around the house like a chicken with my head cut off, but it's gone! I guess I'm lucky it wasn't a chunk of rust...that is what sent my dad to the hospital ER 5 times in 10 days back in 1994 when we were working on Project Tetanus, an '81 Chevy Citation that had been imported from Chicago. Rusty does not describe what that car looked like before we built floorpans for it, but that's another story...
Went through 3/4 of a bottle of visine and spent about an hour running around the house like a chicken with my head cut off, but it's gone! I guess I'm lucky it wasn't a chunk of rust...that is what sent my dad to the hospital ER 5 times in 10 days back in 1994 when we were working on Project Tetanus, an '81 Chevy Citation that had been imported from Chicago. Rusty does not describe what that car looked like before we built floorpans for it, but that's another story...