It all started out great when I sent my wheels in to get my new Bridgestone Insignia’s put on. Really quick, and they look nice! I went the cheap route and actually painted my wheels with chrome paint! A good amount of the metal was in decent shape, but there was some pitting and corrosion, so I want to see how this turns out. The new tires make me feel a lot more comfortable about driving the car. During the winter, I had one go flat just sitting still. Not good.




The center of the wheels had originally been black, so I primed them and painted them with my black Rustoleum. Before doing the trunk, I had decided to get a gallon of the stuff and spray it through my conventional spray gun. WAYYY cheaper than rattle cans!
The Bad:
Alright, so all was going great! I had new bushings to go in the arms, so I took them to a local mechanic so that I didn’t have to sweat and swear my way through it. I stopped by a couple of days later to see if they had finished up. The guy who runs the shop walked towards me with a bit of a disappointed look and said, “I have to show you something.” Oh, no. This is what I see:


He followed a common method of pressing out the bushings: using appropriately sized sockets to contact the edge. Except that the socket caught the edge of the metal. Done. Scrap. Shit.
Before too long, I was on the phone with Ramzi at Auto Ricambi (this is about the time they were going through the upper control arm bolt fiasco. Just my luck.). I told him that I needed a new upper and he suggested using washers to solve the issue of the bolt threads being too short. I opted to use the original bolt, since there was nothing wrong with it. So I ordered and it was on its way.
The Ugly:
With the control arms in progress, I took a gander at the wheel well to see what prepping I could do. I knew I had no choice but to take a closer look at the shock tower. I started grinding away, and it turned out to be much worse than I had thought.

A fair warning to anyone this may pertain to: these shock towers, even moreso than typical rust issues, are like little ice-bergs. Don't take what you see on the surface to be representative of what lies beneath.
The other side looked bad, and I can only imagine what grinding away at that side will reveal!
Feeling a bit overwhelmed, I put that aside for the moment. I will come up with a plan to deal with these in a cost-effective way and share with you once I do.
I’m not sure how I feel about these developments. Excited, proud, upset, sad, nervous, overwhelmed. All of the above? I must admit, though, it is one of the things I love about getting to work on a car. With every mistake you make, you learn something new!