I started writing a rant about the holidays, but without even looking, I'm sure I've covered that at some point over the last ten years.
The end of 2015 means this blog will be decade old. I should do something. Maybe make a cake... out of beer... without any cake. If you've been reading this for ten years, maybe I should make you a beer cake. Or pay for your therapy (same same).
Of topics more relevant, I paid closer attention to my brake pad use this year.
metallic pads on the Stickel since 6/28 and the organic semi-metallic pads on the Vertigo since 2/27. I hadn't changed any pads since then.. until this past weekend.
I finally decided that maybe, just maybe, all the skwonky noises from my front brake on the Vertigo might be an indication of some contamination. I took out the old pads, tried all the stupid pet tricks I've used in the past to silence the screaming waterfowl, and eventually decided to toss them, despite the fact that they had a little bit of life left in them.
And the skwonks are gone. Sometimes, when your pads are fucked, they're fucked.
Something else I noticed. What TruckerCo says about their pad compounds is true.
I guess what I'm saying is that it's nice that their pads do what they say they do, and it's a noticeable difference.
Those crabon backed pads?