kiermcc

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  • First Name
    Kieran
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    Male
  • Toyota Model
    Carina GL
  • Toyota Year
    1989
  • Location
    Buckinghamshire
  • Interests
    Car Modification

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  1. kiermcc

    4WD Carina II

    It's the Estima motor, that's the sort of thing I'm looking for then. How stupid would it be to only connect the back wheels to the transfer case? Could it handle directing all the power one way? Seems like a funny way to go RWD but it's my kind of thing. If not perhaps there has been made a transverse RWD case? Cheers for the info.
  2. kiermcc

    4WD Carina II

    Seems like the only 4WD transverse trans that I can get from Toyota is the RAV4's one, if that would mate to a 1MZ-FE then I just need to work out a back-end.
  3. kiermcc

    4WD Carina II

    Brilliant info, was going to take a look at my mate's sorned GT4 but couldn't find the keys. Cheers.
  4. 89' Carina II GL Wagon here. I'm currently looking into details on potential engine swaps. I have my heart set on an aluminum V6 of sorts, preferably Jap and staying Toyota is ideal. I know the Carina II came with a 4WD model (https://global.toyota/en/detail/7865697) and was wondering how the transmission (and consequently firewall) was laid out. Is it the same as the other models? It doesn't look like the firewall would facilitate a longitudinal setup in my car. My top pick so far is a VQ35 from Nissan, but if I have to stay FWD there's the 1MZ-FE from Toyota. All this will be after a brake conversion.
  5. Rims Real Big I had these Borbets lying around from my old 306 XRDT. I only had it about a month before a bus wrote it off. Insurance wouldn't pay for the wheels, and I could barely give them away let alone get decent returns on them. After they sat for a month, we sidled up those deep dishes against Carry's steel wheels and had a vision - one that would not be realised without toil. This all had to be done before we move out. The offset looked about right, and the diameter was perfect. I knew the 185/50 r16s would give a good balance between comfort and responsiveness, whilst the heavy alloy would facilitate smooth wheel rebound after bumps. Thankfully, their centre-bore is oversized so no issues there. Our first problem was that the Peugeot's PCD is 4x108 (unlike the Toyota's 4x100) - some Lithuanian eBay adapters would solve that. But the hubs are studded, so how to fit a socket around a nut within the adapter? Internal drive tuner nuts are too long and would contact the wheel. Best to order first and think about later, I concluded. So yes it turned out that we needed 19mm (rather than 21mm) nuts. The only available candidates were Ford, and cost £44 pounds from HK Automotive. But some lazy measurements would see us in the woods yet still. A few hours of shaping the wheel's back face later and they were ready to go on the car. Let me tell you how it is. Like that? Buy that. 16s ride that. Ladies, Gentlemen, gangstas, pimps, b&*^3s, stunnas, shiners. The fitment is excellent, however the fenders do need to be rolled perhaps 2cm or so. I'm very happy with the look. After all was said and done, we found some 19mm M12 nuts that would have fit inside the adapter perfectly (and so not require any shaping of the wheels) in my mate's possession. Here's what he had to say about it:
  6. Breaking Bad The last thing to do was to bleed the brakes. I'd never done this before... My repair manual told me something along the lines of 'spin the bleed nipple firmly half a turn': I immediately sheered the threads in the wheel cylinder. The quest for a new one would last all of two days. In the meantime, a local hot-rod mechanic gave us some sage advice: Eggs in the radiator. Fairy Liquid as brake fluid. Pour water in your battery. Listen to your heart.
  7. Will check them out. 1" lower and soft then firm variable spring rate. German Vogtlands.
  8. Imagine My Shock So, as usual, we looked to the kindness of our local community to navigate the highly pressurised pistons out of the struts. Too often our savior, Ant was the man for the job. The guy tentatively clamped the first strut into a vice, aiming it upwards at 45 degrees. He slowly began to twist on the knuckle with his Jurassic pipe-wrench. He gestures to the living room above. I cover my ears. SSPEWSHHHHHHH. The fluid spurts all over the floor. I let out sigh of relief. The new shocks are self-contained and slipped in aided by the old fluid. Thankfully these came with a new cap that replaces the need for a 50mm spanner with that of one for a big hammer and a screwdriver that you don’t care for.
  9. I only think the front needs doing, we'll see. Is Mick's a specialist for these cars?
  10. A Spring In Our Step Driving along the lines of something went BANG - so our suspension needs replacing. We began with my tiny socket set. It didn't take us long to run into a bolt we couldn't knock off. Opting to invest in some tools, we got the springs off easy, but dismantling the blown shocks called for a 50mm spanner. This, we didn't have...
  11. A lot to catch up on, look after her. Would love to see it tracked.
  12. Gas Gas Gas One flicked switch and our little Henry starts his long hard draw on our basement bong. Only one coat down and I too started to get light headed. The INFOWARS face-mask might stop chemtrails, but it didn't stop primer. On the bright side, the paint was looking good. Coat number two, by this point I'm laughing whether I like it or not (I do). The house shreeks, it's windows flapped up as if to say: 'I surrender.' - yet there was ammo still to burn. Fearing for my life, I opportunistically donned my gas-mask. This deeply concerned my housemates, whose floorboards have gaps in them. One of them, fleeing his chamber, launched a domestic on me: Good-Lord forbid that our landlord find this thread or our omissions may become unravelled. One-wipe-800 grit the next morning left the parts looking smooth. But the same could not be said for our internal organs. So the next day we moved the operation outside, into the blistering English summer. Unlike the primer, the base coat left the can rather like a curry leaves you - initially satisfied, but later devastated (when a part-spent can begins to spurt). Even so, splatterings upon splatterings - interlaced with a light pass of 800 every third coat - left us with an acceptable finish. Another day blessed with good weather. Big heat means shiny lacquer. So shiny it was that on the very last coat, captivated by my own reflection, I blasted a spot. Blast! Thankfully, the grille, mirrors and my free-time was spared by an ancient bottle of T-Cut which was generously donated by Nick's father. Bolting the car back together did not go uninterrupted by the twitching of curtains and twisting of necks. Heck, even the busdriver stopped to have a look. All in all, besides a spot of rust and a few chips, our Carry is looking stellar.
  13. One spirited drive later and the interior crack has opened once more, pesky thing. This is something we will leave until we need to strip the interior to get to the rear struts.
  14. @TooSavvy: I hope you did a better job than we did. Yes I haven't noticed many. The wagon is very practical - I can sleep comfortably in the back. @PaulinhoT: It might look good so far. The quality of my writing may detioriate as I direct more of my energy onto the car. My eyes are peeled.