So I drove the 65 miles or so to go help out Diego in Greeley. The car drove real nice the whole way up there, never even made me think something would be wrong. I chit-chatted Diego for a few minutes and then we went to get into my car so I could show off a bit and we could get food also. The car didn't want to go into gear, so we took his roommate's RX-7 instead. After coming back and working on his car, the time came for me to try and get this thing home. I started it in gear, and the clutch was dragging enough that the car backed itself out even though my foot was buried to the floor on the clutch. I shoved it out of gear and the car died. I re-started it, and tried to put it in first. It went right in, then into second, third, fourth, fifth and reverse with absolutely no grind or "block out", and it wasnt making any noise. I tried driving away, made it about 400 feet, and then I heard the worst sound I think I've ever heard from any of my Mitsubishi's. It was like 6000 school teachers dragging their fingernails across a chalkboard all at once. So I called for rescue in the form of a Powerstroke and a trailer.
After disassembly, here's what I found.
On a positive, I snapped a couple of pics of my custom gauge pod for your veiwing pleasure. The bottom panel is still in the works, the guy that built it just ran out of the glue he uses for attaching the vinyl the the MDF board.
