The first do-it-yourself repair =) - logbook Toyota 4Runner 1994

One day in the freezing winter time...
...the horse froze to the fence like a peeper... o_O!
Yes, yes, yes, that's how it was, my friends. So the season of rides on the Moscow ice has ended, polynyas have already formed on the track into half a wheel =) ssykotno. Remarkably, this happened the next day after the official club meeting in connection with the termination of races. This meant one thing, my Grizl no longer had to drag unfortunate drifters along with him, =) which could not but please "him" =) Previously in the evening, since there is not enough space in the yard, as always, I chose a fatter snowdrift, and in a big way I flopped into it, but the machine was hot, it froze solidly during the night. In the morning, unsuspecting, I, having performed my daily rite, (after looking at the oil, liquids, well, as usual, waxing, according to the list) Started to warm up, the moment has come to get under way, I'm on the gas, and he's standing, then I understand that I'm in the back drive, turn on full, licked the tapu again, still in the same place, though it had already pulled away. I turn on the gear, get out, look around, and understand that there are pits under the front left and rear right wheels, and there is ice at the bottom.
There are no locks, well, without hesitation, I pulled the handbrake on myself, the rear ones blocked, I think very well that it will trample, and lo and behold, I went, slowly like this ... Well, I think I’m in the swing and free, but! Then out of nowhere there was such a sound for the whole district BABAH !, I already died out of fear ... I jumped out, I didn’t understand what it was, I tried to start it, it starts, I try to drive, it doesn’t drive, and even the rear axle is jammed. I think Kick-Ass has arrived, since it’s near the house, and it’s 2 minutes to the garage. It seems that they finally pushed me onto the asphalt, (it was even embarrassing, like zhyppp, but cannot roll over a snow roller) Well, in general, in my repertoire, I turned on the front end and dragged my paralyzed limbs on a low gear towards the garage. I remembered exactly that at the exit from the yard, the valiant GAErs are catching people at speed, just here on Ilyinka. A crazy idea was born to ask them to slow down the traffic on Ilyinka and give me the opportunity to turn on the right path to the garage straight through 2 lanes =) I pull out onto the roadway, and I understand that they left for a shift change, and the street without a single car on it. I didn’t think for a long time, the engine roared, the tires squealed, I asked for a hitch and broke down until “no one sees” although there were a lot of people at both stops, there was a spectacle go ahead =) I jerked to see from the heart, something blurted out again in the bridge, and the rear wheels rolled, I quickly, second, third, already spitting on what could wedge, it won’t seem enough, I fly to the garage ... I look at the oil is flowing, everything is bad, well, I think: an autopsy will show ... and a street without a single car on it. I didn’t think for a long time, the engine roared, the tires squealed, I asked for a hitch and broke down until “no one sees” although there were a lot of people at both stops, there was a spectacle go ahead =) I jerked to see from the heart, something blurted out again in the bridge, and the rear wheels rolled, I quickly, second, third, already spitting on what could wedge, it won’t seem enough, I fly to the garage ... I look at the oil is flowing, everything is bad, well, I think: an autopsy will show ... and a street without a single car on it. I didn’t think for a long time, the engine roared, the tires squealed, I asked for a hitch and broke down until “no one sees” although there were a lot of people at both stops, there was a spectacle go ahead =) I jerked to see from the heart, something blurted out again in the bridge, and the rear wheels rolled, I quickly, second, third, already spitting on what could wedge, it won’t seem enough, I fly to the garage ... I look at the oil is flowing, everything is bad, well, I think: an autopsy will show ...

An autopsy showed that the main couple had been hit, but how it happened shocked everyone, even my grandfather had not seen in a long life how an all-metal crap, as thick as a fist, breaks. A week later, I came across a rear axle assembly at the Toyota owners just in case, along the way I started to analyze my own, on that day I became a star in the garage, everyone who fell into the target of the garage cooperative was sent by a local watchman to inspect my work of art.
Well, what can you do, you have to change it by calling several workshops, and having heard the prices, it was decided to do the analysis yourself.

So let's get started: 1) clean all the bolts, fill with VD-40, wait ...
2) Unscrew 4 bolts, remove the cardan.
3) drain the oil from the gearbox
4) unscrew the axle shafts, and carefully pull them out until the gearbox is free from them
5) unscrew the studs / nuts (as it turns out) that attach the stocking with the gearbox to the bridge
6) get it, Oh ** wai =)
7 ) looked, oh ** whether, smoked (I don’t smoke), we collect
8) well, then in reverse order, by the way, this time a bridge with LSD was bought

It's funny sometimes, I skated all winter, and on the last day bahh, but everything that is not done, everything is for the better =)

Well, something like this =) to be continued =)))))