So, after my disappointing engine failure at the Optima NJMP event, I was left with the big question:
Well, after pulling the engine and tearing it down and reviewing the data logs from the event, even having an oil sample analyzed, the answer is clear:
Dealing with things like this requires patience. I want to understand what broke and why it broke. Without fully understanding those things, I’ll just break it again.
Step one is getting the engine out of the car. Not a big deal. This is my second time doing it. Had it out in just a few hours. Before I started pulling it, I drained the oil, taking a sample to have analyzed. No water came out, which was encouraging. But the oil did settle in the pan with a nice metallic sheen on the surface. That wasn’t encouraging.
After getting the engine on the stand, I got the intake manifold off and saw the first hard evidence of what I was dealing with. The passenger side head gasket had clearly failed at the top of number six.
It managed to push the gasket out far enough that it contacted the pushrod, likely contributing to the noise. Once I got the head off, the effects were more obvious.
You can see pretty clearly the damage to the gasket. On the bright side, the water that got into the cylinder steam cleaned the top of the piston for me. The gasket also mostly re-sealed, which is why I was able to drive the car off the track and onward to the paddock and eventually onto the trailer. Yay?
The driver side showed signs of damage, too. But not nearly fantastic enough for pictures.
At this point, I was feeling encouraged. Maybe I got away with just a head gasket? Time to flip it over and pull the oil pan!
That, my friends, is bearing material. Lots of it.
The number one cam bearing was damaged, as well.
I pulled the number three main, and it was trashed.
At this point, I just took it to the machine shop so they could clean it. They found the top shell of the number one rod bearing was missing. The rod journal had been ground down 0.018 inch from the original size, and the cap and journal were discolored from the heat. The crank was trash, and so was at least one rod. The wear on all of the bearings was offset, too. The crank bent. I bent the crank. The crankshaft bent. Holy crap.
So, that’s the physical damage. But what caused it?
Well, figuring out why the head gaskets failed was easy once I saw this chart:
The green line is the knock count. As boost climbed past 20psi up to 24psi, it starting pinging. A lot. I couldn’t hear it when it was happening. When it hit 24psi, the heads lifted off the block and the rest is history.
But the bearings?
Yeah, bearing wear. And checking out the slightly elevated number on the 8/5/2016 sample, it appears they’ve been wearing since I put the engine together. I think I screwed up something in the front cover and oiling system when I built the engine last time. They wore, and then the detonation event just finished them all off.
So, the total damage? Trashed crank. Trashed rod. Block is fine but will need some finish machining. I’m going to need a rotating assembly, new cam, and a properly constructed front timing cover and oil pump.
So what’s next? A lot. As is usually the case, it costs almost the same to put upgraded stuff into the thing as it would cost to just rebuild it as it was. I’m forging it all. All the things. Forged. FORGED!!!!!
You may remember my post last year about attending the Optima Search For the Ultimate Street Car event at the National Corvette Museum Motorsports Park. You may remember that weekend ended with the car on a trailer being towed home after some serious electrical issues disabled the ECM and later, the cooling fans.
That is not what happened this time.
I did it! Not only did car and I complete the entire event, I placed ninth! Out of thirty one in the GTV class!
Arrival Friday was uneventful, in stark contrast to last year, when I had to immediately change the diff fluid. Nope. This year I parked the car under the Discount Tire Dangerous Curves Motorsports pop-up tent and changed my tires in the shade.
After that, it was a trip to the tech shed. Tech inspection was slightly different this year. In addition to the normal safety stuff, they went ahead and went through the standard part of the D&E judging, verifying lights and horn and A/C and stereo worked. I got docked a point for non-functioning reverse lamps. As it turns out, the parking lot fix I had to perform to get the shifter working at Putnam Park a few weeks ago disabled the reverse lights. I’ll need to get that taken car of soon.
Another change this year is the fire drill. I had to get into my full road course get-up, with my driver suit, shoes, helmet, neck restraint, and gloves, strap myself completely into the car, and then escape it within 12 seconds. I think I got out in less than two.
After that, I hung out with the Dangerous Curves Motorsports team, walked the autocross course, and had a couple of beers before retiring to the hotel for the night. Which was a nice place. Brand new, I think I must have been the first person to use the room I was in. Way less stressful than last year.
Saturday morning started bright and early. The format was slightly changed from last year. The Autocross and Design and Engineering judging were the only things happening. The Speed Stop had been moved to Sunday. I got in line to get the D&E out of the way early. I wasn’t really prepared for it this year, and I forgot to point out a lot of the stuff I’d done to the car, so my D&E score was really lackluster compared to last year’s top ten finish. Oops.
Then on to the autocross. It was a fairly simple course, about thirty seconds long. I started out in the mid-32 second range, but tips from my new best friend Paul got me down to a 30.56, which was good for 11th in the GTV class. The first place car had a 29.022, just 1.4 seconds faster than me. Which is a lot in an autocross, but I’ve significantly closed the gap. A year ago, these guys were beating me by nearly six seconds.
The car performed flawlessly. In fact, the new front swaybar made a huge difference. The car was even packing the front wheel digging out of turns, so I may need to stiffen the back up somehow.
Also, it was hot. But not as hot as last year. My best run follows:
Another cool item is my second best run. I captured data from the ECM using my Powerlogger and an old phone, and managed to merge that data with my Harry’s Laptimer Data, and overlaid it with Dashware:
You can see in the second video I have working throttle indicator, manifold pressure, and tachometer. I also meant to throw in oil pressure, but I forgot. The six year old Samsung Reverb smart phone I was using ended up not being able to run reliably for the entire day, but at least I proved out the concept. I’ll need to get a better Android device for the next event.
After the autocross, we did the “Road Rally,” which was less a road rally, and more of a 40 minute jaunt south to Franklin on I-65 and back again. Dinner was a decent BBQ spread, which I ate. But then I went back to the Dangerous Curves Motorsports pit box and ate Troy’s food. The event catered BBQ was really good. But Troy’s was fantastic. So I ate both. *burp*. We hung out until dark chatting with some local friends from Bowling Green that had come out to hang.
The next morning, this had happened in the parking lot of the hotel:
Yup, a split-window Stingray, a Chevy SS, my car, and a C5. The pinnacles of GM performance for the 1960s, the 1980s, the 00s, and the current. Pretty cool. Especially the SS. You don’t see many of those. The blue Corvette also had a great weekend, placing very high, I think possibly winning a class, but broke on Sunday. I heard it making sad knocking noises and eventually being pushed into its trailer.
Sunday was the Hot Lap challenge and the Speed Stop. Where last year the speed stop had been a single-car at a time blast through the sinkhole on the east course of the race track, this year they set up a small side-by-side autocross with a drag tree start. Reaction time and 60′ weren’t measured, but it made for good TV.
It also rained. A lot. There was a dry period after an initial downpour, but I wasn’t able to get dry speed stop runs. Amazingly enough, my wet ones were still good for ninth in the class, and many of the cars I beat had dry runs!
Then the Hot Lap challenge. Woah nelly. Butterflies. I’d heard about how technical the NCM course was. Blind corners and elevation changes that easily catch unsuspecting drivers out and send them careening into gravel pits and ARMCO barriers. My new best friend Paul to the rescue again. He gave Peggy and I a good brief on the course and pointed out the tricky spots. It helped. A lot.
In fact, some of my other novice friends didn’t have a Paul. One of them nearly wiped out right in front of me in a blind turn during the orientation lap. So thank you again, Paul!
Once we got going, the course was a blast. It was technical. There are several turns that don’t behave the way they look, which made it a challenge getting them right. But I improved steadily through the first three sessions, with the second and third sessions actually being on a dry track. My best lap time of 1:47.2 was good for 11th.
That’s the Dangerous Curves Motorsports Mustang in front of me. Super nice car. I wish my chassis setup was as good as theirs. Their tires must last twice as long as mine. Easily.
Compared to Putnam Park, NCM was much harder on the brakes. However, unlike at Putnam Park, my brakes worked really well. The new compound pads were a really big improvement, and I had no fear of the car not stopping by the end of the first session.
The car handled fantastically. The back straight ended up being longer and faster than expected, and I know I could pick up nearly a second there by not chickening out and lifting so soon. I also left a lot of time in turn one. No more heat issues in the engine bay, thanks to some heat wrap and reflective tape. The front brakes, however, got cooked. The rotors were grooved and annealed, and the anodizing on the calipers became discolored.
I’m currently installing new front air dams on the car with brake ducts to hopefully ameliorate this issue. If the ducts don’t work, I’ll be investing in some big brakes.
After my third lap session, the skies opened up. Then lightening halted the event. The race track shut down. The Speed Stop was re-opened for a while, but it never dried out.
The awards were moved up to 4:20 pm, and everybody got out of town. It was a long, wet drive home, but the weekend was well worth it. I’m seriously considering the event in New Jersey in August, and Road America in October. I think with a few more tweaks to the car and a lot more driver tweaks, I can go faster. With an improved D&E performance and dry Speed Stop runs, I easily could have moved up several spots.
I’m finally trusting the car, and when you trust the car, you can drive it harder. It’s been a long road getting it to this point, but I’m happy with the results so far.
First, the event format. It’s a track day combined with a highway cruise combined with an autocross. Very similar to the Optima events, but way more laid back. Successfully completing this event was rather satisfying for me, as it was the culmination of two years of car prep, including a failed attempt at an Optima event last year.
I’m going to start the story last early last week. I was faced with a dilemma: Rain was predicted. My street tires were old Dunlop Direzza Star Specs with just 2/32s of an inch of tread left, and my racing tires were year old Rival S tires with between 3/32 and 5/32 left. Neither of those were going to work well in the rain, and having driven on the Direzzas in the rain a few months ago, just getting to the event was going to be dangerous.
So I spring for a set of the new Continental ExtremeContact Sport. It’s a new tire that’s been reported by One Lap of America participants and a few magazine reviews to have near magical wet weather capabilities, while still being competent in the dry. And they are a 340 treadwear tire, so they’ll last a while. A call to my local Discount Tire, and I had them mounted by Thursday in time to leave.
The drive up to the event hotel in Cloverdale, Indiana was uneventful. But when I pulled into a parking spot at the hotel and pushed my gear lever into park, the shift cable snapped, immobilizing the car. Damnit.
So what do you do? Broken shift cable on a thirty year old car, and it’s 7pm on a Thursday? You start calling parts stores . Amazingly, an Advance Auto Parts in Terre Haute said they had one. We dropped the trailer off a friend’s truck and drove the thirty miles and acquired the cable.
Once we got back, another good friend had unloaded his trailer, fired up his generator, set up lights, and was ready to help. Getting the old cable out was a breeze, but the new cable didn’t fit. Turns out the parts store had sold me the shift cable for a THM200C, the three speed transmission, not the cable for the TH200-4R that I had.
After cussing a bit, we used some hose clamps and zip ties to make the cable work for the weekend. The car had park, reverse, neutral, and drive, and that’s all I needed. It worked perfectly all weekend.
The next morning was Friday, and we all showed up at Putnam Park
road course at 7am sharp. It was damp and misty in the morning, but quickly dried. There was a novice class room session for green people like me, and then about ten in the morning, we set off on our first session.
What a rush. I took it really easy, because I had no idea what the car was going to do. My instructor was really patient and very helpful. Between my worst lap and my best, we cut six seconds off during the session. I learned that the brakes were iffy, but grip was fantastic. The car handled really well, doing nothing untoward.
The second session started on a very wet track. The new tires showed their worth. My fastest wet lap was faster than my fastest lap from the previous session. These tires work so well in the wet that this novice driver didn’t have to make adjustments for the conditions. The car never slipped or broke traction. I was able to go full throttle down the entire length of the front straight and brake for turn one without any issues, and cornering was basically the same as it had been the first session. Sure, I was green and not pushing hard enough to need to make adjustments, but it was nice being able to concentrate on the line and not have to worry about also adjusting for poor traction.
The third session, I finally mustered the courage to mash the gas and really try to attack things. My times improved by another few seconds, and the brakes got even worse. But wow was it fun! 110mph before lifting for turn one. Sadly, I was having to brake at the 500 foot mark, and really early for most of the other corners because, well, my brakes are just too small for this car. But on the other hand, they got me through the day. They didn’t fade out, they just took awhile longer to stop the car than my fellow session mates.
The fourth session, I was able to go for broke. I got the car down to 1:31.6 with a lot of brake fade towards the end of the session. I even managed to get two wheels off at turn 7. I pitted in early after noticing that I was out of gas. Oops.
So, after four sessions totaling over 70 laps – nearly 120 miles of driving at wildly elevated speeds – the car survived without a burp. Though when I got home, there were some items to address. More on that later.
To say I was overjoyed is wildly understating things. I had my first real hit of the go-fast crack pipe. My friend Eric lamented the day. He was hoping he wouldn’t like it, because track days can be expensive. He loved it, and so did I.
Big props to 10/10ths Motorsports for running the track day. I had been quite nervous leading up to the event, and they made it run smoothly. I had the most fun I’ve had in an automobile since high school, and that fun didn’t involved the car moving anywhere.
After the track day wrapped up, we drove the thirty miles or so to Raymond’s Performance in Plainview, Indiana for dinner. The food was good, lots of really cool cars showed up in the parking lot, but it broke up a bit early. I think everybody was tired.
The next morning was the autocross at the Terre Haute International Airport. The course was a GoodGuys type due to limited space. A forty second first gear course made up of switchbacks and a slalom. The lack of my Rivals was apparent. I wasn’t competitive at all. Worse, after my third run, the heavens opened up, and that was that. About an hour later, there was a break in the rain, and they ran the challenge to determine the event winners, we had lunch, we did awards, and it was over.
With the event over, it was time to go home.
The next day began the post event inspections. And, umm, wow.
The tires looked great. The front brake pads were shot. My ghetto-fab transmission overflow setup worked, but also picked up a rock or
hit the ground and got a pinhole leak, so I had a puddle of transmission fluid under the car. Better in my garage than on the course.
But the most surprising find was under the hood. I melted some stuff. Specifically, the plastic things on the passenger side of the engine bay took some abuse from the downpipe. My radiator overflow tank was deformed, as was the inner fender liner and some plastic insulation on the A/C lines.
Obviously, this was less than ideal. This let me know I needed to raise the hood in between sessions, and we needed some heat shielding. Lacking time and patience to fab a proper one from metal, I used heat deflecting tape to wrap the offending areas. This should help it get trough the Optima event next week, and then I can spend June fabricating something prettier.
This should also be a wake-up call to my friends running alcohol injection and using the coolant overflow tank to hold their methanol. Last year at this same event, a friend of mine had an oil cooler line go which started a small fire, which turned into a big fire after the coolant tank breached and the methanol ignited. My experience shows that you don’t have to have a fire to damage the coolant tank.
If you have alcohol injection, move your methanol tank out of the engine bay!
I also fabricated a bracket to protect the transmission overflow bottle and keep it from dragging the ground.
So, the car survived with minimal problems. I’ve since also repaired the shifter with the proper cable, and new brake pads will be here shortly, this time stepping up to the Hawk DTC-30/SR compound to see if some extra Mu on the pads can improve things enough that I won’t want to go drop $1900 on a big brake kit.
Stay tuned for an update after the Optima event. Now that I can consider the car to be fully tested, I’m excited to begin that event without having to worry about the car.
Big thanks this weekend to some people that made it possible for me to actually participate: Eric Brown, for the ride to Terre Haute, and lugging around my Rivals that I ended up not using; Troy and Peggy Higginson, for all the help Thursday night getting my transmission cable patched up, plus some damn good food Friday; Lance Hamilton, for a great place to hang out Friday night; Gene Corbett, my track instructor, for patiently bring this n00b from terrified greenie to competent by slow not-as-much-a-greenie.
A big theme of the last few years with this car has been fortifying it to survive motorsports better: Transmission kits, coolers, brake work, better seats, the new giant radiator – all of it an attempt to make it easier to drive and more reliable.
This post is about another item that won’t necessarily make the car go faster, but it will be much less liable to blow up. And that’s important. You don’t have a chance to win if you can’t even finish.
Over the past couple of years, I’ve coveted a setup Bray Lay showed me. He’d figured out how to use a machined aluminum spacer under the plenum with push-loc fittings to replace the vacuum lines. This setup imparts an enormous amount of confidence. One of the worse things that can happen to one of these cars is the fuel pressure regulator losing the reference signal from the intake manifold. Another big buzz-killer for my friends running speed-density ECUs is if the MAP sensor also loses signal. Both conditions will cause the engine to suddenly go lean.
In my case, the vacuum lines would often work their way loose from the vacuum block on the top of the engine.
I’ve also had the line come off the fuel pressure regulator.
Now, I’ve been lucky. Unlike a drag run, where you’re full-throttle and full boost for somewhere between 9 and 13 seconds, with autocross, you’re never at WOT for more than a second or two at a time. This aspect of my chosen hobby has prevented calamity. I’ve had these lines pop off – despite numerous zip ties and clamps – many times at events. However, I’m signed up for a couple of track days this year. Going WOT down a straight that’s nearly a mile long is in my future. A hose popping off under those conditions will be the end of the engine.
So, replacing these with push lock fittings is a no brainer. I had been looking at piecing a kit together myself, but recently Don Cruz at Cruze Perfomance has started offering a package with all the hard-to-get parts. And his kit is cheaper than putting it together yourself from Amazon and Fastenal. You may have to add a few things like some 1/8 NPT nipples, but you can get those at any hardware store.
The other item that needed addressing is what I believe to be my last oil leak: the turbocharger drain. The drain line on these car is notoriously difficult to reach when replacing it, so leaks are common once it has been disturbed. A click over to GN1 Performance out of California netted their turbo charger oil line kit, which uses a -4 supply line, a 60 micron filter, and a -8 drain. It’s expensive, but it is way cheaper than dealing with an engine fire.
So, first step in all of this? Tear down the top and front of the engine:
Remove the ignition box and coils
Remove the plenum and throttlebody assembly
Remove the intake piping
Move that upper radiator hose out of the way
Move the lower radiator hose out of the way
Remove the thermostat housing
Remove the coolant tempurature sensor that’s to the passenger side of the thermostat housing
Remove the turbocharger
With all of this out of the way, you can begin.
At the base of the block is a brass fitting that houses the oil pressure switch for the light in the dash and the feed line for the turbocharger. Clean it up, and remove the feed line from here:
The line kit comes with several shiny bits:
The oil line kit comes with two adapters:
The fitting on the bottom of the picture goes into the block fitting. The one on the top goes into the turbocharger. If you have one of those brass 90 degree fittings that adapts the turbo’s feed from NPT to a flared line, remove it. If, like me, you have a non-oem turbo, you may need a different adapter (I did, -4 AN to 1/8 NPT).
After getting those adapters in, flip the turbocharger over and clean all the gasket mess off the drain pad. Then attach the -8 AN male fitting with the included gasket and the old hardware.
On the engine side, remove the drain line fittings from the block. The black adapter in the kit screws directly into the block. Be sure to use some high-temp PTFE sealant for all of the pipe-thread connections, or they’ll leak. Don’t use the teflon tape, it won’t hold up under the heat.
Now comes what was the hard part for me. I installed the -8 line with the 90 degree swivel at the block side. The 45 degree is not a swivel end, so lining it up with the fitting on the turbo was a bear. GN1 recommends loosening the bolts on the turbo so you can clock the center section to line up with the drain lines. sadly for me, one of the bolts on the exhaust side was stuck, so I couldn’t pull that off.
I carefully screwed the fittings onto the turbocharger before I bolted it to the manifolds. That allowed me to wiggle it around and get the threads on the drain line started. Once they were on (but not tight!), I bolted the turbcharger back into place, then carefully tightened the fittings. Be aware, and make sure you don’t crimp the drain line.
Installing the feed line was much simpler. Depending on your exhaust routing, you may want to run it either behind or in front of the turbo. Your choice. Just make sure the filter and lines aren’t touching any exhaust parts or rubbing any sharp corners.
With this part done, it was time to move upwards to the vacuum lines. Here’s kit:
It comes with an intake spacer (I got the 1″ thick option, drilled for an IAT sensor), 25 feet of nylon line, a block off plate kit to go where the stock vacuum block goes, and all the fittings.
Now, since I’m running a regular MAF based ECU, I don’t need to buy a fancy MAP sensor that can take the fittings, I’ll use a clamp on that guy, but the fuel pressure regulator needs to be modified to accept a push-lock fitting.
This was tricky. The fitting on the regulator was tiny. I carefully disassembled the regulator, then used a drill press to enlarge the hole in the top half, then tapped it out to 1/8 NPT. Then carefully reassembled it.
If you aren’t secure in doing this without ruining the regulator, Don Cruz will do it for you if you mail your regulator to him.
From this point, things were pretty straightforward, except for one or two little nags. You basically assemble it:
Now, looking closely, you can see my new IAT sensor. You can also see how close it is to the idle air controller housing. Yup, the IAT cannot be connected. If you are doing this, and you are running a stock throttlebody, ask Cruz performance if they’ll drill your IAT hole on the side or the back, not the front. Big clearance problem. I won’t be able to use this new sensor until I change to a different throttlebody.
Hooking up the PCV is simple enough.
The system comes with this cool vacuum distribution block. I had to make a bracket to mount it next to the plenum.
Distribution block on home-made bracket
With this mounted, it’s a matter of connecting stuff. The two clamped rubber lines you see are fitted to 1/8 NPT nipples, with one going to the MAP and the other going to the vacuum lines that power the HVAC vents, evap canister, and cruise control.
The two push-lock fittings go to the fuel pressure regulator and the blow off valve, respectively. The open hole will be closed up using a pipe plug.
On the topic of the ignition. If you have a stock ignition system, it should clear the plenum fine after installing the spacer. I, however, have the Bob Bailey TR6 ignition, and the box is larger. I had to enlarge the holes on the ignition box bracket so I could slide the ignition box back enough to clear the plenum. A drill press is your friend here.
Finally, carefully install the orange O-ring in the channel on the block off plate (I used a little bit of Vasoline to get it to stay in place), and install it. The screws appear to be stainless, so I put some anti-seize on them to hopefully prevent them from galling into the aluminum throttle body housing.
And really, that’s it. Hook up all the hoses, fill the radiator up, energize the fuel pump and set the pressure (since you screwed up the adjustment when you disassembled the FPR to drill it, remember?), and start it. Check it for leaks. To recap, you have disturbed the following:
Upper radiator hose
Lower radiator hose
Water temperature sensor
Turbo feed line
Turbo drain line
All the vacuum lines
All the intake piping
Double check it all, and start the car. Enjoy not having to worry about vacuum lines or oil leaks again!*, **
* Remember, -AN lines are not steel lines. They don’t last forever. You need to inspect them yearly, and replace the braided hose every five to ten years. Possibly more if you really put some miles on it.
** The Nylon line used in the push-lock fittings will get brittle due to heat. Inspect it and replace as necessary.
“If you can raid the NASCAR parts bin, do it.”
– Dennis Grant
So, in my last entry, I barfed out my thoughts on sway bars for my car. Today’s entry is me actually acting on those thoughts. Today is a step-by-step on how I put a three piece swaybar on my 1987 Grand National.
First, the underside as it was. Please pardon what appears to be an oily mess. The car has the factory undercoating on it, and while it currently doesn’t leak, all the previous leaks have turned the undercoating into what can only be described as black slime.
You can see in this picture the stock 32mm conventional swaybar, along with some add on chassis bracing. The diagonal jounce bars you see will be deleted to make room for the new bar.
In this picture, you can see the original sway bar chassis mount, and the 30 year old rubber bushing. The bar is supposed to be able to pivot in this mount as the suspension moves. It didn’t without considerable effort.
And here’s all the old stuff off the car. This is all you have to remove. The bar, mounts, endlinks, and that bracing if you have it.
What I’m installing is no less than a full-on NASCAR road race sway bar setup. Instead of a bent bar mounted in rubber mounts with a sandwiched bushing scheme at the ends, this bar is mounted in brass-raced pillow block bearings, with rod ends connecting the bar to the lower control arms. This setup will eliminate any bind from the crappy rubber bushings sticking and should sharpen steering response since the car will no longer have to wait for bushings to compress before the bar starts to work.
I used a 37.5″ torsion bar from Speedway Engineering. The bar is 1.25″ on the ends, but thickens to 1.5″. This meant the pillow blocks needed to be set a tad wider than the stock mount holes. I also needed to set the bar about an inch forward of the factory bar to clear the idler arm and pitman arms.
The original GM mounts were simply screwed into holes that had been drilled and threaded directly into the frame at the factory. This seems a bit sketch, but if the bar is set up correctly, the body mounts really should not see much load other than holding the assembly to the car. If it was good enough for GM, it was good enough for me. I mocked the bar and pillow blocks in place, and marked the rear mount hole locations.
I then drilled them and tapped them to 3/8-24, and mounted the pillow blocks.
You can see in the picture that the frame slopes upward away from the mount. A spacer had to be made. In my instance, a lug nut ground to the proper angle to sit flush on the frame while also providing a level mount for the pillow block worked perfectly.
The next step is the bar arms. I got my from Coleman Racing. They’re 49 spline and 17″ long, with a 30 degree bend in the vertical plane. However, to clear the frame and meet up with the end links, they needed to be bent 45 degrees outward. Since these bar arms are 0.75″ thick steel, that was a concern. I considered trying to heat them and bend them with a hand sledge, but that didn’t look like it was going to pan out well. Thus came the only really specialty service required for this install: a 50-ton press.
I got lucky, really. The good folks at RLC Fabrication had a few down minutes and were able to bend these arms for me. Much thanks to them.
Now, this being a non-standard install, it’s important to mock stuff up every single step of the way. Here is one of the bar arms on the end of the swaybar for the first time. It looks great, right?
Wrong. There were issues. First off, the bar arms would hit the steering box bolt heads on the driver side. Shifting the bar over to the driver side to clear the bolt heads rendered the passenger side nearly immobile as it hit the frame on the way up. When you get down to the finished pictures you will see that I flipped the bars side to side. It provided way more frame clearance that way.
Now, after getting the arms in place, I used a piece of baling wire jammed into the rod ends as a sort of variable length end link. I used this to set the end link length, and mark the arm bars for drilling. You want the end links as close to vertical as you can get them at ride height. Once I had an overall length, I cut some threaded rod to fit and assembled the end links. Don’t forget jam nuts!
Once you’ve marked the spot, drill the holes. With metal this thick and tough a drill press is mandatory. Use a lot of cutting oil or you’ll dull the bit. We drilled a small pilot hole, then stepped up to the 3/8″ we needed.
Here’s the end link on the bar arm. Note the spacers. Without them, you lose a lot of articulation range on the rod end.
Now, right at this point is the important part: Make sure you have clearance. Mock it up, and articulate the suspension to make sure nothing hits. If something makes contact while you’re driving around, you will at the very least break something. At the worse, you’ll crash the car. Do not screw around with this step. Don’t save time. Don’t shave corners. Make sure the suspension can cycle through its entire range of motion with the wheels at full steering lock in both directions. If there is any interference anywhere, fix it now.
This is the purty part. We powdercoated the bar arms chrome. I think they came out quite nice. Mirror finish. With a Craftsman powdercoating gun from Sears. How about them apples?
Here’s the driver side snugged in. In the picture, you can see the pillow blocks, the shaft collar used to keep the bar from sliding side to side, the bar arm, and the end link. This photo was taken with the suspension at full droop. Even at full droop with the wheel cranked over to full lock, there is plenty of clearance between the bar arm and the tie rod.
So there you have it. Total install time was about six hours, not including travel time to the store and to get the bar arms bent. I think with all the parts and properly bent bar arms ready to go, I could do this install again in about two hours.
Driving impressions? I’ve only had it around the block, and there is really no way to to test it properly on the street. But what I did get is that the setup is very responsive. It’s also more comfortable. With the new setup, the sway bar is not involved until the car rolls. So hitting expansion joints on the highway? Way better than before. The old bar was definitely binding up. However, street impressions are for naught. The real proof will come a the first event of 2017. During 2016, I was routinely pulling 1 to 1.1 lateral G in the car. It would understeer and wash out quite a bit as the inside front tire came off the ground.
If this bar succeeds in keeping the tires planted, I expect a front end grip improvement that should be measurable. Keep an eye on this space for an update in the spring.
And now, the parts list. I got the actual sway bar, the bar arms, and the pillow blocks from Coleman Racing. Other parts as noted.
1x Speedway 1.25/1.5 Hollow torsion bar, 608-49-150
2x Coleman Racing Products Sway bar arm, steel, 30 degree, 21915
2x Sway bar pillow block bearing, 12328
2x aluminum shaft collar, 1.25″ inner diameter, Amazon.com
1x 12″ fully threaded 3/8-24 rod, McMaster-Carr
2x (for me, you might need 4) Rod end, 3/8-24 female shank, 3/8 ID, McMaster-Carr
4x Steel unthreaded spacer, 3/8 ID, 3/8 length, McMaster-Carr
1x Pack of 4 Grade 9 3/8-16×3 hex head bolt, McMaster-Carr
1x Pack of 10 3/8-16 nylock nuts, McMaster-Carr
There you have it. A big shout out to my Dad for the lift, heated garage, tools, time, and you know, raising me. Also RLC Fabrication for getting me out of a bind with the bar arms; and Coleman Racing Products.
Anti-sway bars are the stuff of myth and legend. Especially for the General Motors Metric mid-size platform (the G-Body). You can search and read forums and old magazine articles until your eyes bleed, and you will come away with the distinct impression that nobody really knows how to deal with them. How do they work? how big do you need them to be? Is the bar from supplier X going to be enough? Will it be too much?
When it comes to swaybars on the GM G-body, the conventional wisdom (and the product offerings) seem to center around going slightly bigger. If you’re fortunate enough to have a G-Body that came with the F41 suspension package, you have a 32mm solid front bar, and a smaller rear bar attached to the lower control arms. The aftermarket supplies 34 and 36mm solid and hollow conventional (1 piece bent) bars, and that’s about it, except for Ridetech, which can sell you a NASCAR style torsion bar that’s 1.5″ (38mm) in diameter.
So what do you really need? My opinions – and these are my opinions, but I’ll explain them – follow.
The answer to which swaybar you need? “It depends.” But I’ll go ahead and spit out one answer early: If you are not racing the car, the F41 front and rear bars are all you need.
The more I dig into the actual engineering on this car, the more I’m impressed by GM. Some of the perceived deficiencies in the platform are really the result of cost cutting or compromises made in the name of comfort, not bad engineering. The frame is a good example. It’s a c-channel structure. People knock it for being floppy. It turns out, GM engineered the frame to work with the body as a system. If you replace the squishy rubber body bushings with a better bushing material, all that frame flex goes away and the car feels as solid as a new unibody model. There’s no need to add weight or cost by boxing the factory frame, or replacing the frame entirely with a costly aftermarket frame. Once you identify and address the compromise (soft body bushings) things work as designed, and the design isn’t bad.
The suspension on these cars is no different. The geometry was parts-bin engineering, a metric-converted version of the A-body from the late 1960s. The design goals were cost and comfort. The front suspension was built without a lot of caster. Why? Caster stresses the power steering system. They’d have had to add a power steering cooler to all these cars if they’d run the kind of caster modern cars run. And all these modern cars have power steering coolers on them now.
With the F41 package, GM definitely subscribed to the soft spring, stiff bar mentality. And it works beautifully. So I’ll say it:
Unless you’re racing the car on race compound tires, the F41 swaybars are exactly what the car needs. Any more front bar without changes to the front suspension will make it push, and any more rear bar will make the car’s snap oversteer problem even more snappy.
Now, what if you’re racing? Things get more difficult. To keep the car planted and all four tires on the ground in a turn, you need to understand the geometry in the front, your shocks, and your tires. Fix the geometry and the tires, and the car will start heaving further, and will eventually start picking the inside front tire up. When you get your car to this point, it’s time to step up in front bar size.
It is obvious from this picture that the car is going to require more anti-sway of some kind to keep the inside tire planted, and transfer load from the outside tire, which is getting overworked.
Doing this with springs won’t help. Controlling roll with the springs limits the suspension travel without providing any load transfer to the inside wheels. Doing this with springs also requires some serious shocks.
So, do it with the anti-sway bar.
Why? First, you keep your softer springs, which keeps your ride tolerable and keeps your costs down by allowing you to run with a less expensive over-the-counter shock package. Second, Newton’s Third Law of motion means that in roll, the compression on the outside of the car will twist the bar and push the inside tire down onto the pavement, increasing the grip on the inside tire. More grip is what we want, not necessarily less roll.
That gets us to “which bar?”
Here, too, I will provide my answer: “Not the one in the catalog you’re looking at.”
To do it right, you need to give up on a conventional single-piece bent bar like you’d get from Hotchkis. Their 34mm bar isn’t big enough. Also, conventional-style endlinks that use poly bushings won’t work. The additional rate destroys the bushing material and creates slop in the links, which makes your bar not work at all. Additionally, the conventional frame mount bushings have a lot of friction and also complicate making your bar work.
To do your swaybar correctly, you need a three-piece unit like they use on actual race cars. Ridetech came to this conclusion when they designed their Musclebar(tm), but their design was built to be an easy bolt-in, so they make some compromises. Namely they welded stuff where it could have been bolted. I can only assume they did this for durability on a street application where people wouldn’t be checking the clamp fasteners often enough. They also only have two choices for the center bar, and my friends have found it to not be enough for autocross.
So hit up actual race car part suppliers. Speedway Engineering and Schroeder Steering offer splined torsion bars in a large number of sizes. Once you fab up the mounting and get your sway bar arms bent right and lined up, you can easily swap out the torsion bar. Instead of having to buy a whole swaybar from Ridetech for $600 each time, you just swap out the torsion bar for $150-$300. The torsion bars also don’t take up much space, so you can just throw them in the trailer. If need to make an adjustment at the track that can’t be accomplished by moving the link mounts, you can just pull out a whole different bar and swap it in a few minutes.
My suggestion is to go bigg-ish, with a bar rate somewhere close to 500-600lb-in, then increase the size until the car starts to push in corners. Then back off a step.
But what about the rear? I’ve not seen an instance where a stiffer rear bar will help this platform. In fact, you need to allow the rear to articulate as much as possible. Stiffer rear anti-sway bars will actually cause the car to pick the inside rear tire up off the ground (solid axle!). You’ll lose traction coming out of the corner and it’ll tear up your differential having that inside wheel freewheeling.
Last year, I attended the CAM Challenge East in Peru, Indiana. I wrote up that experience, which was overwhelmingly positive. You can take a waltz down memory lane here.
This past weekend, I went again. Plus more. To say the past four days have been a blur would be a vast understatement. On Friday, I made my way up to Grissom. I had to leave a lot later this year than last due to a well check for my daughter. We got onsite just past six. Even then, I was able to tech, register, and walk the course. But there wasn’t much chumming about.
My daughter came along with me this time, and seemed to have a good time looking at the cars and playing with her stuff and reading. Oh my. The reading. Read three books front to back this weekend. I won the lottery with this kid.
As for the event, it was a repeat of last year. Fast course, lots of awesome cars, everybody having fun. Most of the points I made in my post last year carry forward. The high dollar equipment showed up once again. Once again, nobody cared. We were all there to have fun. And Fun Was had.
I had a co-driver. James Bishir, who I commended last year as an exemplary n00b, had some highly publicized car trouble at Putnam a few weeks ago. Circumstances conspired against him, and his car just wasn’t ready. So in exchange for lodging and breakfast, he co-drove mine. Wouldn’t you know it, the stinker ended up faster than me by the end of the day! I beat him overall at the event due to a quicker morning session, but he’s a quick study. Once he gets his car back together, he’ll be able to hurt some feelings.
But CAM East wasn’t the only thing on my plate. After dinner Saturday, my daughter and I packed up and headed for home. We got back about 9pm. We both got cleaned up and passed out… only to get back up again at 6am Sunday. There was another event at NCM that I needed run in order to earn my regional year end points. My daughter was also slated to make her autocross debut in a friends’s kart.
So, we made it to NCM with plenty of time. The SCCA Targa event was finishing up there. It was interesting. Randy Pobst was there, and his introduction to the Kentucky Region of the SCCA included a demonstration on how to properly perform intercourse with an Exocet by one of our esteemed STR drivers.
Sadly, my daughter was met with some heartbreak. It turned out she was too small to safely operate my friend’s kart. She was crushed, but she’s a trooper. She bounced back quickly, helped me get my tires changed, and the rest of the day went smoothly. Until a good buddy accidentally locked my keys in my car while doing me a solid and rolling my windows up during a cloudburst. Ooops. It was nothing an old Corvette antenna couldn’t fix, though.
And here’s where we get to the car. This was the first event weekend since installing a recirculating blow off valve. At the Wilmington Champ tour, I was plagued by lag. Every time I had to lift off the throttle and then get back on it, I could count to two or three in my head before the turbocharger came back. On the Wilmington course, it had to have cost me at least two seconds.
So I put a Tial 50mm ventilator on the car.
For those not familiar, this valve allows pressurized air that gets blocked by a suddenly closed throttle plate to be bypassed around the turbocharger and fed back in the inlet side. This prevents air from reverting backwards through the compressor and stalling it. The result is the wheel keeps spinning while the throttle is closed, and when I mash the gas back down, I have to wait less time for the turbocharger to come back up to speed.
Here’s a datalog chart from the Wilmington Champ tour that clearly shows the problem. After a throttle closed event, the boost takes a long time to come back:
Here’s a chart from Sunday’s KYSCCA event:
As you can see, there’s no more lag. The car is responsive enough to actually drift around corners without spinning. That’s not easy to do with one of these.
The car placed higher than expected this weekend. At CAM East, I was in the top half after the morning sessions. I drove less well in the afternoon and fell to 21st out of 34. I would have been 41st of 67 if I’d been in CAM-C like I was last year, which compares very favorably to my finish from last year.
At the KYSCCA event, It was the same story. I won CAM-T easily, and would have been just a fraction of a second out of a trophy in CAM-C if I’d run there.
All in all, it was a fantastic weekend. Exhausting, but fantastic. The car performed flawlessly. It was a moral victory of the highest order.
And now, the videos. Here’s my best run from Peru:
A post on Jalopnik today jogged my memory about an experience I had owning a BMW. Below, you’ll find an updated version of a tale I spun many moons ago over on 502streetscene.com. Enjoy.
Once upon a time, I bought a BMW. 1999 540i with the manual six speed transmission. I thought I’d made it. I had a BMW. A desirable one. The Benchmark for a four door sports sedan. I thought I’d stolen it. Paid nine grand for it, and after replacing the clutch and the tires, I was cruising.
To this day, I still remember how well it drove. How you could drive it all day and not be tired because the seats were just that good. The stereo was shit until I replaced the speakers, but everything else about the car was amazing.
Then it all went downhill.
Rist off, it started idling like crap. The intake re-seal had to be done. It’s a typical item item, not a big deal. That was expected when I bought it. Knocked the job out in a weekend. No biggie, but the sheer number of fasteners and the low quality of the gaskets that crumbled to dust after just 100,000 miles was disappointing. Ford used much higher quality gaskets on my then-wife’s Sable. They were still nice and bendy at 110K when I replaced them.
Then I started getting Digital Throttle Control codes, and eventually it went to failsafe and wouldn’t move. Both TPS sensors in the throttlebody were fried. Root cause? The electrical connector on the computer-controlled thermostat leaked, and coolant wicked up the wires all the way back to the DME and shorted out a bunch of shit. Cost to repair that was a $300 throttle body, a $180 thermostat, a few connectors spliced into the wiring harness to stop water if it leaked again, and oh, I had to tear the top of the motor off and do the intake manifold re-seal all over again. Oh, and corrosion from the coolant shorted a pin that ran the secondary air injection pump to the #1 TPS… inside the DME. That meant unplugging the secondary air injection system, which is an emissions component, which means the car could no longer be registered anywhere that has emissions testing without a DME replacement.
Then the shitty plastic snap-on connectors they use on the radiator hoses failed catastrophically and without warning, dumping all my coolant out on the road in J-Town. Normally a cooling system failure is preceded by a leak. Not on a BMW. That shit just explodes.
THEN the real fun began. One day I start the car and it’s making this high pitch squeal. It’s coming from the driver side valve cover. Pull the valve cover, and there are chunks of what turned out to be timing chain guide all over the inside of the engine. BMW uses a very brittle and cheap plastic on the timing chain guides. If the tensioner isn’t replaced at the proper interval, the chain goes slack, beats the guides, and they crumble.
The kicker? There’s no replacement interval for the tensioner in ANY of the BMW service literature or the owner’s manual, which means most of these cars are running around with slack tensioners. From reading other peoples’ experiences on bimmerforums, the tensioner should be changed about every 50K miles or so.
But alas, it wasn’t on mine. Replacing the chain guides is a 23 hour job according to the book. It requires over a thousand dollars in special tools to block the cams and the crankshaft at TDC so nothing moves while you have the chain off, you have to tear the engine down to the bare longblock, and the car must be re-timed and the adaptations in the computer cleared or it’ll run like shit when you put it back together. The crank bolt must be torqued to 100ft-lb, then turned another 150 degrees in three more steps. I borrowed a torque wrench that did torque angle. It quit when I hit 500ft-lb on the bolt, and I was only halfway through the second tightening.
I did the guide replacement myself and then had it towed to Stein for them to re-time it. That lopped 15 hours off the bill, and it was still three grand.
Oh, and I spent an hour with a set of needle nose pliers pulling chunks of chain guide out of the oil pickup. Had that stray piece not gotten jammed in the right spot and made the noise and alerted me to the problem, I’d have never known, and the pickup would have eventually been completely blocked and the engine would have been oil starved and completely ruined.
Oh, and behind the chain guides is an oil separator. It’s made of brittle plastic and will break as soon as you touch it. Once it breaks, the car smokes like a freight train. Replacing it requires tearing the entire engine down again, because it’s behind the damn timing chain.
So, I got all that fixed. Car was running great… for a week. Then the steering interlock broke, immobilizing the car. Towed back to Stein, they had it two weeks waiting for the interlock, new keys, and a new ECS module. $600 more.
I put it up for sale right after that. In a single year, the car had cost me $7500 in parts and labor, $2000 in depreciation, used up all of my tows on my AAA membership, and was actually in-service for just 10 of the thirteen months I owned it.
I added it up after I sold it. I literally would have been cheaper for me to walk down to the BMW dealership and lease a BRAND NEW 550i than it was for me to own that E39 for a year. Literally. Lump together purchase price, parts, labor, and depreciation and divide by 12 and I could have driven a brand new car instead. Maddening.
As for doing the work yourself, a good friend once told me that a BMW owner needs but two tools: a cell phone and a checkbook. I used PTO to take many days off work to fix that damn car.
The only good thing, maintenance wise, about that car is changing the oil. With the canister filter and easy-to-reach drain, I didn’t even have to jack the thing up. Fifteen minute job… of course, by the time you buy the $30 filter kit and eight quarts of the $7.99 Mobil1 or Castrol Euro formula BMW LL certified oil, you have an $90 DIY oil change on your hands.
Like I said, I LOVED that car when it ran, I really did, but it made me pay for the pleasure.
Fair warning, this will be longer than a typical post.
Way back in February, I did something crazy. I entered the Optima Search for the Ultimate Street Car event schedule for the NCM Motorsports Park the weekend of June 10th. At the same time, I ordered my big Weld RT-S71B forged 18×9.5″ wheels. I was feeling giddy. A big name event, actual track time, big sponsors, lots of photo ops, and high-dollar competition that was surely going to crush me, but would be awesome to be able to compete against.
The best part? No work assignments! The second best part? I had five months to prepare! Easy?
Turns out, not so much.
My entire mission the past year or so has been to make changes to the car to reinforce it. After the engine rebuild, it’s been about longevity and reliability. I got new front suspension arms not because what I had didn’t work (it did), but because the new stuff was stronger and had 15 years’ more engineering know-how put into it. I built an engine that can make 500-600 horsepower on race gas and 30psi of boost, and have elected to (attempt) to run it at 17psi on pump gas, because I don’t want it to blow up. Instead of taking the leap to a Megasquirt, I jumped on an opportunity to simply add a blue-tooth enabled connection to my Powerlogger so I can monitor the engine without a lengthy development effort or cutting up the dash to fit more gauges.
So in the run up to the USCA event, it’s all been about evaluating the car and fixing stuff.
The first thing to fix was my new wheels. One of them ended up not being round.
Now, I have no idea how that happened, but Weld took the wheel back no questions asked and fixed it, so good on them. However, they couldn’t get it fixed and back to me in time for the USCA event, so I ran it on my old 245mm Dunlops. Omen #1.
Omen #2 was a trip down to Lexington for an autocross in May. It was hot. 90 degrees. On the way home, I had my handy new Bailey Engineering Scanmaster-G set on the coolant temp, and noticed that I was running 195 degrees on level ground. When cruising uphill at 70mph, the temperature climbed above 200. Not good, especially when I was anticipating having to run boost down a 1 mile long straight at NCM a month later.
So, after I got home and let the car cool down, I popped the radiator cap and looked inside.
Yup, thirty years had taken its toll. The tubes were crusty and full of deposits, the oil coolers were covered in slime. Once I had it out of the car, I found several pinhole leaks that had sealed themselves with corrosion. All in all, this radiator had lived its useful life. So I ordered a new one from GNS Performance. The radiator they sent me was a work of art. All aluminum, dual 1300+ CFM Spal fans. Lovely.
If this didn’t fix my cooling issues, nothing would. Thankfully, it fixed them. I did have a battle with the relays, though. The mounting brackets are crap. If you buy this radiator, zip-tie the relays to the brackets before you attempt to install it. Otherwise, they’ll come off the brackets and drag on the ground.
Omen 2 dispatched.
Omen 3, and the one I should have taken to heart and withdrawn from the competition and gotten my money back, was when I noticed my passenger side axle was leaking. Figuring the bearings where shot, I got new bearings and seals. When I popped the rear cover to get the C-clips out, I found this:
Yes, there was a tooth missing from the ring gear. Conveniently, it had found its way to the magnet on the back cover and not done any further damage.
There’s a lesson here: DO NOT LEAVE OUT THE MAGNETS when you overhaul stuff. They were put there for a reason. There is no way to tell when that tooth broke. It had been at least three years since I popped that cover, maybe more. If that tooth hadn’t stuck to the magnet, instead finding its way back in-between the ring and pinion, the rear would have locked up, then shattered, and the car would have spun off and likely hit something unpleasant.
When my Dad and I pulled the wheel bearings, we found the passenger side bearing had, in fact, spun. Oops. It’s likely that whenever that bearing stuck, then spun, that’s when the tooth came off the ring gear. Or not. Hard to tell.
Anyway, we found this Tuesday night the week of the event. After a judicious application of the plastic wrench (thanks for the metaphor, Rich), I had a new ring and pinion on the way from Summit. It got here by 10am the next morning. Along with a new installation kit.
The next day, as we were installing the new ring and pinion, we discovered the installation kit had come with the wrong side bearings. GAH! Thankfully, a local truck parts house had the proper bearings. My good friend, Tom Bell of Bell Motor Service helped me get stuff pressed off/on, and we got the diff back together Wednesday evening. Summit racing even took back the incorrect bearings and refunded me $58.
Then came the really hard part. Ring and pinion sets must be properly broken in, or they will fail. I needed to put 500 miles on the car by the time I got to Bowling Green – less than 36 hours from the time we buttoned the diff up.
So, Thursday was a driving day. My daughter packed up some books and videos and her MP3 player, and we climbed into the Buick early Thursday morning. We took the back roads to Newport and ate lunch at the Haufbrau Haus, then took I-71 back home. That got us 350 miles.
Friday morning, I packed up and headed for Bowling Green, again taking the back roads to extend the mileage and vary the speed. I arrived at the track just past noon, having put just over 500 miles on the ring and pinion. I paid $100 for a garage and parked the car so it could cool off. If you’re ever doing a track day event, pay for a garage. Being able to get out of the sun is worth every cent.
While it was cooling off, I took some time to walk around the event.
The equipment present was fantastic. It was also HOT. I don’t think it go below 90 degrees at night.
Anyway, I changed the differential fluid at the track, and thought all was well.
The next morning was the Speed Stop challenge. We started on a section of the road course, accelerated down a hill, up another hill, and had to stop the car in a box just over the crest. Much tougher than it sounds. I got one good run, then the car started stalling and sputtering. It wouldn’t rev past 3000 rpm, which, coincidentally is when the fuel injection system switches from sequential to batch fire. That’s important. Remember that.
After making a few more attempts at runs, I finally limped it back to the garage. I pulled the logs from the runs out of the Scanmaster and found that, curiously, when the engine burped, every single sensor spiked. This was good. It meant this was a problem internal to the computer, not a problem with the engine. So I pulled the computer out.
It was so hot to the touch, I nearly dropped it. After setting it on the concrete floor to sink some heat out of it, I opened it up. I wish I took a picture, but what I found was amazing. A ground had completely burned up inside the ECM. Now, since these ECMs sink a lot of current, they have a bunch of ground pins on their connectors, since one pin with a single 16ga wire isn’t enough to handle the multiple amps that ground through the computer. One of those pins had overloaded and melted, leaving the ECM with insufficient ground capacity. The epoxy that’s used to weatherproof the unit had melted in places. It had gotten hot, and likely had one or more internal short circuits.
This is where the 3000 rpm thing comes in. The car was stalling at 3000 rpm. When the fuel injection switched from sequential (1 injector grounded at a time) to batch (6 injectors grounded) the current overloaded the ECM and caused it to reset. At best, the car stumbled. At worst, it stalled completely.
Now this is where a small miracle occurred. Where do you get an ECM for a 1987 Buick Grand National on Saturday? In Bowling Green? Not at a store, that’s for sure. I called them all.
But wait, each year Bowling Green hosts the Buick GS Nationals! There had to be somebody nearby that raced Buicks that had an ECM on the shelf. I called my friends at Boost Crew Motorsports, and within an hour, a kind soul brought me a loaner ECM.
So, while my Speed Stop runs were poop, I had a new ECM and an afternoon of autocrossing to get done. I also had the Design and Engineering portion, which I crushed. Top Ten finish in that section. Go me.
The autocross was HOT. The Dunlops didn’t like the heat and washed out halfway through my first run. I got two more runs done before the brand new cooling fans quit.
That’s right. 98 degrees and I had no cooling fans. It was at this point I threw in the towel. It was too hot and I was too tired. Racing further risked damaging the car worse or me losing my temper. I wasn’t having any fun. It was time to go home.
My good buddy Dave happened to be at the event working, and he’d brought his truck. A quick call to U-haul for a car trailer and we were loaded up and headed home.
Ironically, this would be the second time Uncle Dave had bailed me out of a racing-induced failure two hours from home. He was the one that got me home in 2014 after I blew my head gasket at IRP. I really need to get my own truck and trailer.
Once I got home and had time to properly troubleshoot, I found the root of the problem:
Let me take a paragraph to explain what you’re looking at. It’s a ground, melted into a loom. The ground had gotten hot, probably from working loose and arcing after I installed the new fans (which grounded through this ring). As it melted the plastic, the plastic eventually encased the ring and separated it from the bolt head that was grounding it to intake manifold. This severed the ground and disabled the fans. I think it also re-directed a bunch of current through the ECM, which is what burned it up.
Needless to say, this particular ground has been fixed, and fixed right. A reman ECM was sourced and a spare I had in the garage has gone into the trunk “just in case.” The entire weekend, including the radiator, ring and pinion, entry fee, and hotel cost me over two grand.
That said, I didn’t do too badly. Thanks to my top ten Design and Engineering score along with Autocross and Speed Stop times that were above the bottom third, I managed to not be DFL despite scoring a big fat 0 on the road course portion. That’s a big deal.
I plan on trying again next year. I think with my big wheels on the car and all these other gremlins sorted, the Buick should turn some heads next year.
So, there have been more than a few posts on here regarding my foolish endeavors prepping my Grand National for SCCA autocross competition. Some regard it as silliness, most others think it’s pretty badass. I’m having fun with it, though, and that’s all that really matters.
That, and results. Is what I’m doing working? How do you tell?
You tell with data. You collect data, and you analyze it, and the data will tell you if what you are doing is working or not. Without data, I’m just talking out of my ass.
So I got some data, then overlaid it on this video:
This is telemetry collected using superimposed on a video feed from my Go-Pro. If you watch the little g-meter in the bottom left, you’ll see the car hit 1.1g lateral acceleration, not in a crazy offset, but a sustained turn.
1.1g. Sideways. In a 1987 Buick Grand National.
Granted, this was at the Wilmington Air Park in Ohio, which is concrete. This car would not be able to do that on asphalt. Or would it?
That one was on asphalt, on a really cold day. It hit 1.0g. I’m happy with it.
What put the car over the top? What made this possible? Tires.
Big, beefy, sticky BFGoodrich Rival S tires. In 275/35R18. The biggest I could fit under the car without cutting it up.
What made getting this much rubber underneath a car that came with 215mm wide tires originally? Careful measurement and custom offset wheels. I aquired a set of Weld RT-S71B forged wheels for these meats. Getting them on the car and balanced required on-car balancing, since these rims are lug-centric. Weld can also only manufacture to a half-inch on the offsets. These wheels needed 1/4″ spacers on all four corners to truly get them to not hit stuff.
The results are remarkable. I’m at the point now where I finally feel I’m in need of a bigger front swaybar. You see, the car is rolling a bit too much now and putting too much load on the outside front tire. It likely always has, but now I can prove it:
This photo was captured by the people at autoxpix.com, and shows quite clearly the wheel attempting to escape the bead of the tire during the 1.1g turn in the first video. I’ll attempt to compensate for this with more front tire pressure moving forward, but a better front anti-sway bar is going to be the real fix. Anti-sway bars don’t just make the car roll less in turns, the extra roll resistance actually transfers load from the outside wheel to the inside wheel, allowing the inside tire to handle more of work.
I don’t know when I’ll be able to get that done, I need to treat my property for termites soon, and that costs about the same as the swaybar I need. Oh, the woes of being a grownup.