Brake time. More like state inspection time. Old rotors had some non-critical rust on the face, weird wear pattern. Anyway. It's been between -3'F and +16'F all week, with blowing snow, sleet, melting/refreezing. A great excuse to salt the heck out of everything. In this overview one sees the plastic inner fender liner and, down by the caliper, where it interfaces with the subframe. I'm leery of this interface; feel salt wicks up behind the plastic.
Salt attracts moisture! It makes interesting patterns, if you don't care that your car is chafing at its very existence. As it dries, it makes pretty snowflakey stuff. This is an 18 year old factory metal brake line, BTW, which still looks perfect (when clean).
The strut-to-knuckle interface. The knuckle sloughs off a layer of rust flakes every once in a while, but survives. If I hit the big nuts with my impact there'd be salt dust all in the air. My Carhart jacket had white stains all up my right sleeve. The knuckles in particular had crazy white stains; I feel the heat from the brakes/ wheel bearings evaporated briny water, leaving just the salt behind.
Another shot of the fender liner/ subframe. Salt tracks look like the dry river beds on Mars.
Salt attracts moisture! It makes interesting patterns, if you don't care that your car is chafing at its very existence. As it dries, it makes pretty snowflakey stuff. This is an 18 year old factory metal brake line, BTW, which still looks perfect (when clean).
The strut-to-knuckle interface. The knuckle sloughs off a layer of rust flakes every once in a while, but survives. If I hit the big nuts with my impact there'd be salt dust all in the air. My Carhart jacket had white stains all up my right sleeve. The knuckles in particular had crazy white stains; I feel the heat from the brakes/ wheel bearings evaporated briny water, leaving just the salt behind.
Another shot of the fender liner/ subframe. Salt tracks look like the dry river beds on Mars.