TORQUE WRENCH…We don’t need no
stinkin torque wrench
From "I Used TO Be
Stupid"
When we last left the Cranky young man his precious MGA had a cracked engine head, normally a $500 fix.
see part I here http://joeh-crankyoldman.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-mga-part-i.html
When we last left the Cranky young man his precious MGA had a cracked engine head, normally a $500 fix.
see part I here http://joeh-crankyoldman.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-mga-part-i.html
Somehow Dad
found a suitable Head in a local junk yard for $50. He bought an MGA manual for $15. Dad had virtually every tool possible to
replace the head, and for two weeks my new job was as an automobile mechanic.
I did not
know how to change the oil in a car. I
had some trouble changing a tire, but with the proper tools and the MGA manual
I became a mechanic.
With the
hood (bonnet in the manual) removed for easy access to the engine, I
began. I worked slow and steady. Every screw, nut, bolt, washer or rod was
carefully removed and labeled. Every
part was kept in a separate container, labeled and set aside in the exact order
in which they were removed.
The valves
and valve seats were pitted. Dad showed
me how to grind them and reseat them with a special gritty mix and a valve
spinning technique similar to starting a fire with two sticks. “This is how we used to do it.” He asserted.
It took two
weeks to do a three day job, but I was careful and meticulous (not a natural
trait which anyone who knows me will attest.)
When at last I had it all put back together, the head was to be attached
by tightening eight bolts slowly and in a very specific progression. The bolts ultimately needed to be tightened
to exactly 50 pounds of torque.
I was now a
bit over my own head, so I did nothing without checking with Dad. “What is torque, and how do I measure
it? It seems pretty important.”
“Torque
wrench” Dad said, “and we don’t have one.”
Once again I
go to Wikipedia for an explanation:
A torque wrench is a tool used to precisely apply a specific torque to a fastener such as a nut or bolt. It is usually in the form of a socket wrench with special internal mechanisms. It was invented by Conrad Bahr in 1918 while working for the New York City Water Department. It was designed to prevent overtightening bolts on water main and steam pipe repairs underground.
A torque wrench is used where the tightness of screws and bolts is crucial. It allows the operator to measure the torque applied to the fastener so it can be matched to the specifications for a particular application. This permits proper tension and loading of all parts. A torque wrench measures torque as a proxy for bolt tension. The technique suffers from inaccuracy due to inconsistent or uncalibrated friction between the fastener and its mating hole. Measuring bolt tension (bolt stretch) is more accurate but often torque is the only practical means of measurement.
“Torque wrench
is a little expensive” dad explained, “And not worth getting for this one-time
use. What we used to do is just
guestimate the pressure. Take a fifty
pound dumb bell and use that as your guide to the amount of pressure to
apply. These engines are more precise
than when we used to do it that way, but you should get it good enough to get
to the gas station and borrow a torque wrench to get it exact.”
The next
day, I followed Dad’s advice. The head
was attached at “approximately” 50 pounds torque. The engine fired up and it purred. I was off to the station, maybe ½ mile
away. My father was right; the head was
just fine for the trip to the gas station……which was closed on Sundays. This was a Sunday. Damn!
I should
have left the car at the station, walked home and come back the next day to
finish the job, but as you know by now….that’s right….stupid!
I drove back
home and before I reached the driveway water started squirting out between the
head and the engine block. It was a
blown head gasket. SHIT!! Now what?
I followed
Dad’s instructions (I may have been called several names first, Nimrod being
the nicest). First I drained all the engine
oil. Then I filled the oil and drained
it again all in hope of getting all water out of the engine. I took the head apart once again as carefully
and meticulously as before, replaced the head gasket and reattached the head.
This time I
spent the $50 to purchase a torque wrench.
The MGA
purred again, and that summer I was really cool again. I was also very proud of my mechanical
prowess. I successfully followed
instructions and took off the old head. I ground the valves and reseated them,
and successfully installed the new head.
In the fall
I went back to school. Chris took the
MGA to Boston for his last year at Harvard Law.
Before he got to school the MGA ceased!
The water from the blown gasket was not
completely cleared, and this gummed up the oil, over time this messed up the
bearings and the engine overheated and ceased. Repair was not possible and the MGA was sold
for $50 junk!
Dad was
furious and blamed me for not seeing and reacting to the “engine light”. Was I driving with the engine light lit? Maybe, I just don’t remember.
I think Dad
was mostly angry because his MG dream was now at an end. I think he was just taking his disappointment
from the Christmas 1955 “joke” out on me.
Joe?*
Yeah Dad.
It wasn’t
your fault; I should have sprung for the torque wrench.
Thanks Dad!
And I was
disappointed by that 1955 mini MG!
I know Dad
Well I still
think it was funny.
It was Jim!
*Italics represent voices from heaven.
I certainly admire your willingness to become a mechanic. My dad was NOT mechanically inclined at all, therefore I had no one to teach me. I regret that to this day.
ReplyDeleteIt's sad that today such shade-tree mechanic work is almost impossible. To fix a car today you don't need a $50 torque wrench. You need a $100K diagnostic computer. You think that was done on purpose?
And I still feel bad for your dad.
S
My husband is quite the mechanic. He changed the cylinder head gasket on one of his Volvos. Once was enough for him! I think he'd rather get a whole new engine than do that again! I'd rather he'd just get a new car...
ReplyDeleteAh, the good old days. Great story Joe!
ReplyDeleteA first class story of an American boy's boyhood, a boy's dream, coming of age and a couple more themes.
ReplyDeleteIt reminded me of my brothers, who spent two years reconstituting a junker while my dad was hospitalized in another city and mom needed something to keep them busy.
awww. you gave it your best work to keep it going.
ReplyDeleteI think you did a helluva job!!
ReplyDeleteGreat two-parter (which I enjoyed before from the book, of course.) Reminds me of the time I replaced a starter in my old Ford Falcon (which had twelve moving parts under the hood, and six of those were squirrels who ran on a wheel.) I am no mechanic, nor was I then, but that car was simple enough for me to think I could do such a job. And I did, by very carefully doing everything in order, making sure things were in order to replace them, etc., much as you described (although the job you did was way more complicated.)
ReplyDeleteOur son loves all things mechanical so I intend to send your post to him so he can check it out. I know he'll love it.
ReplyDeleteI am impressed with your mechanical aptitude. When I moved away for my first job, my dad taught me to change the air filter, the oil filter, a tire, and the little fuses for the dash lights and such. I eventually did everything but the oil filter.
ReplyDeleteNot that I'm bragging. I wouldn't know a head gasket or a torque wrench if they bit me on my butt cheeks simultaneously.
Sometimes the best way to learn how to do something is by doing it. My hubby was a gearhead when we were young, and now that he's retired, he's gone back to rebuilding old cars again, and loving every minute of it. Okay, so maybe that's a slight exaggeration... there is sometimes an expletive or two involved. But he mostly enjoys it. (a '76 Corvette, '77 El Camino, and '30 Model A rat rod)
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