Till I get online again we’re gonna have some flashback posts. This is from way back when.
A few months ago I was in Washington changing a wheel bearing and this guy told me that my idler arms were falling off and I was going to die driving down the freeway. Itâ€™s cool that if I jack my van up at a truckstop people will come and wiggle things and give me advice, but it would be even cooler if everyone who did that knew what they were talking about. I wiggled my idler arms. They moved an eensy bit, but it seemed small and normal to me. I consulted my trusty Haynes Manual (every hobostripper needs one) but it didnâ€™t offer any enlightenment about normal idler arm wiggles. So I consulted an email list that I was on. A bunch of people told me that an eensy wiggle probably didnâ€™t mean it was going to fall off, but keep an eye on it. One guy told me that I must have something else mistaken for my idler arms (people with vaginaâ€™s obviously canâ€™t tell their idler arms from their tie rods, right?) and my tire was in immediate danger of falling off. He recommended that I find myself a nice guy to fix it and make sure the guy understood alignment. Right.
I proceeded to New Mexico, and nothing fell off. My brake rotors picked up some warp, but it seemed to have worked itself out and now it doesnâ€™t shake at all when I brake. Before I left the desert, a friends husband looked at the idler arms for me. He said one of them might be a little iffy but that it probably wasnâ€™t a problem for several thousand miles. Cool. Driving to Alaska is a couple thousand miles, so I figured Iâ€™d visit my friend, Mr. Mechanic, along the way.
So here I am, ohâ€¦ about ten thousand miles after I was supposed to die on the freeway, at Mr. Mechanicâ€™s place. He says my idler arms are absolutely fine and that the eensy wiggle is normal for when itâ€™s jacked up.