Capital. Part 1. Autopsy - Toyota Corolla Levin, 1.6 liter, 1995

Background:
One day, there was a knock in the engine. Almost invisible. At first he sinned on the clutch, etc. Accordingly, the hands did not reach to do it for a long time, and the day "H" came, right next to the metro "Dynamo" - the knock intensified at times.
Well, knocking, bryancha (laughing at the uncomfortable and sympathetic glances from the neighboring cars) I went to the guys at Artinskaya. They were greeted amicably and with understanding, for the rumble was still a block away.

Status:
Engine disassembled but not yet removed.
The first step was to pull off the valve cover. A stone fell from my soul when I saw that everything was normal.

We pull on a lift, bully, have sex with a pallet. We begin to pull off the connecting rods in turn (starting with the first). And as according to the law of meanness, 1, 2, 3 - everything is not bad. And the 4th pot failed, the liner turned into a falg, broke the cribs and lifted the knee.

As always, everything came down to money, we were waiting for the salary, I gave my knee to be measured and ordered a wagon of spare parts.