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Knocking I had was rear shock.

Cheap shot

Oh my god... you mean you actually OWNED that monstrosity?

Liar... everyone knows students don't use toilet paper

This thread has got decidedly serious..... Meh!

Cheers dude, new discs it is.

No idea... I blame Ed Sheeron. I did wonder why the dirt was just swirling around though.

So I decided to wash both cars today and had been hoovering the rear of the S-Max furiously for about 10 minutes with music blaring through my earphones, happy as larry. Then a neighbour tries to say hello so I pop my earphones out to find I hadn't turned the damn hoover on........! What silly things have you done today?

CJ, have a look at BT MyDonate. It's basically JustGiving without the costs.

Is it possible to adjust the caliper so the pad sits closer to the wheel hub? I need to test my theory of the pad rubbing on the disc lip before I fork out for new discs.

Interest here in a set of rears definately, possibly fronts too. Ideally need to get these next week

You pussies... I had it without even realising and my uber antibodies kicked it's arse all on their own Wish my car had antibodies

I bought CW Fastroads and Chris doesn't include anything but pad so if your missing the shims, it's tough.

Aye, it's not the money, I just find £1200 on a car for a 35 year old with 10 years NCB, no points ever, way over the top. Greedy gits. When I move, it may well come down, we'll see. I'll have a garage in the new house so that may make a difference too.

Priorities changed slightly. I'm going to move house first and then sort out a car. Still selling the supra now but I'll be driving my S-Max until settled in the new house. If I can find an insurance company who will do a 535d for less than £1000, then that's what I'll get as I refuse to pay £1200 for insurance at 35 with 10 years no claims! 525d or 530d would be the alternatives.

My standout moment has got to be the first meet I attended. We met akwardly in a pub carpark, with me being the newby I felt self conscious and on trial. Steve scared me with his flowing blonde locks and sullen stare, Jay scared me with his man stubble, Ben scared me with his extravert exuberance. I think it's fair to say I was scared. I spent the next 10 minutes forcing confidence, but inside I was cringing so it was a relief when we finally all made the "roll out" sign in a show of male coolness. Once sitting in the cockpit, all my inhibitions melted away as 5 beasts roared to life. The looks we got as we rolled out of the carpark and through the little village gave me a lovely warm feeling between my legs, and I started to relax. I had Jay and his 700bhp monster in front of me and Aman and his BPU behind so I felt a little intimidated in my little NA but that didn't stop me from giving it some beans in an attempt to not look out of place. We rolled passed a country pub with a posse of bikers sitting outside and as each of us gunned it once across the roundabout I remember thinking, it doesn't get any better than this! Finally, we found ourselves outside some sort of village fair, and decided it would be rude not to stop in. The parking was on a rough field so we tentatively picked our way across the grass, that is, all of us apart from Steve who seemed to forget he was 3mm from the ground and gunned it over the uneven ground. Needless to say, there were plenty of us to collect the pieces of his shattered bumper so all was not lost. A few nervous minutes later we had navigated our way back out and were cruising through the countryside once again. We rolled through Rotherham where we were gawked at and waved to by the morbid crowd who had trundled down to view Raoul Moat's deathplace. You could almost taste the psychoticism. So onto the final stretch, and so far only Steve's bumper mishap had clouded an otherwise exhilirating drive. We were gunning it in a convoy towards Ponteland, I was at the rear with Ben ahead of me and hadn't noticed the front pack slowing down sharply for some traffic. Ben's brake lights illuminated, and you would think that with the tiny distance between the optic nerve and visual cortex, I'd have reacted with cat like reflexes. Oh no, I like living on the edge so I yawned and farted before hitting the brake pedal with all the force I could muster. Despite the plume of smoke which rose up from fresh rubber being incinerated on hot tarmac, I could see quite clearly the whites of Ben's eyes as he watched me, wide eyed, sliding gracefully towards him in an awful screech of finality. I imagine he let out a tiny bit of wee as well while we braced for metal on metal impact. The gods were smiling on us though, and decided Steve's incident was not to be outdone as from somewhere, my tyres found a little grip and brought me to a safe standstill. Once certain death had been avoided, bravado returned and we gave each other a wry smile as if to say, "Yeah, whatever". Since that day, I have always given the car the respect it deserves.

Anyone got any of these spare? I'm after the plates as well as the anti-rattle clips and springs if possible. Maybe from someone who's done a big brake swap and has them lying about? Happy to pay...

Aye, all pads front and back are less than half worn. All the pads have the pins and springs fitted I believe, just some are missing the anti-squeal plates that fit between pad and caliper. I can't see that being the issue though. My best guess is that it's the discs worn just enough for the pads to be catching on the lip (where there's a bit of rust). What I'm going to do is fit the new pads I have since that will raise the level and probably comfortably clear the disc lip. The new owner of the car will have to decide whether they want to replace the discs or not. Alternatively, depending on the price of the group buy, I may just fit new discs all round (or at least rear) and add the extra to the car buy price, we'll see.

As much as it annoys me, I try not to let these things wind me up. In most cases the bank will reimburse you and I'm not short of money in the meantime so I just sit back and let them sort it out. Life's too short... It'll be forgotten by next month if they don't sort me out.

No, tyres are fine, clearance good.

Right, I checked the dust guards and they seem ok, however, the problem seems a little worse and it appears to be triggered on braking. It disappears when I accelerate. What should I be looking for now, discs, calipers, pads? A couple of the pads don't have anti-squeal shims so could it be worth me buying replacement shims for all pads or would it be something more involved than that?

So here I am, desperately removing all my electronic assets and fashioning a large hole in my memory foam mattress where I'll be storing my life's wealth from now on. It's a damn site safer than sitting where a 7 year old can pick it up and spend it happily right under my nose. My most recent e-Adventure was not created by a seven year old this time though, ohhh no. This time I have been slapped by a real, live hacker. Someone, it appears, who is extremely popular in many countries in Africa. In fact, I'm fairly jealous of this person's popularity, and I'd like to know just how he/she managed to hold a meaningful conversation with 190 of his/her friends in a little over 5 hours. That's some feat. While I am chatting to him though, I'll most likely be sealing his/her feet in concrete, ready for their cordless bungi off the Tyne Bridge. In fact, screw the Tyne Bridge, I'll dump the git off the Transporter Bridge so the last thing he sees is the smog filled industrial sector of Middlesbrough. The only last sight worse than that would be a naked Anne Widdicombe bending over to pick up her keys. I'll also be asking him/her how on earth they circumvented Skype's incredible security. I mean, my god, my password had letters and numbers, and was at least 9 characters long. I'll give them brute goddamn force. So a little word of warning to those who use Skype and have ever paid for premium credit, group calling, or any Skype service. Go into your subscriptions and turn off that flippin AUTO-RECHARGE feature and remove your card details. This has cost me £120 while Skype helpfully recharged my Skype Premium credit for this person to continue chatting. I'm off to argue with a stubborn Skype agent on their live chat system. Fingers crossed my bank are more sympathetic....

Oh sweet Jesus, those poor potatoes!! We must do something...

Thanks bud, but I don't need 3 cars. I'm after a cash deal.

Thanks guys, I'll take a look at the dust guards on the weekend.