This is one of those days.

I do know my own strength, and I shouldn't have been able to do this...go me?

I’ve been fighting with leaf springs and shackles and and bushings for the better part of a week. So far, of the four bolts, just one actually managed to come out with a wrench (and a bit of hammering). Everything else has been a matter of cutting, sawing, and pounding. It really takes its toll.

Just one bushing stands between me, and getting the last leaf spring off. Putting the new one on is a matter of minutes. Taking an old one off?

Hours.

But after breaking this socket on the bushing bolt, I’m ready to call it a day. The lil’ bastard will come off tomorrow instead.