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« on: May 15, 2021, 08:29:13 AM »
About 15 yrs ago, I flew to San Diego to help my son move back to Iowa so he could go to grad school. He had two vehicles, a '99 Ranger and '06 Fusion. After he picked me up from the airport I thought there was extra noise from the left front of his Ranger but chalked it up to some uneven tire wear, big mistake. We traded off driving both vehicles on the way back and on my turn going into Las Vegas, I noticed increasing noise from that front end, was worse when swerving to the right. We got to the motel, settled in and then went to nearest parts store, got inner and outer wheel bearings. Next morning, a Sunday, went looking for shade since it was August and pretty hot, found an industrial park and a building facing west and great shade right next to the building. We started pulling out my sons limited tools and fortunately, jack stands. All went well until trying to get the caliper bracket off and the little 3/8 ratchet didn't have enough leverage.
Just then, a guy came out the front door and asked what's up? I told him the situation and he asked if we needed any tools. He came back with a length of pipe to slip over the ratchet, wished us good luck and said just leave the pipe under the bushes by the front door. He said he came in to work just to get ready for a convention set-up his company was doing later that day. We ended up having to replace the inner bearing and race but got it done.