Night School: Episode 2 – The Clutch


Welcome back to Night School. Today’s lesson is about wrenching on the spinny bits that connect the power of the engine to the transmission. I’m talking about the clutch. On my 1965 Ford F100, I managed to destroy the previous clutch in a surprisingly spectacular manner. So, our friends at Centerforce hooked us up with a new unit and it’s time to that into the truck.
Tim is doing most of the work this time around because I’m busy getting elbows deep in my own engine. That sounds like a euphemism for something. Maybe it is…
Anyway, click play and check out Episode 2 of Team Valvoline’s Night School. Then head over to the Team Valvoline portal for some more great content.

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4 responses to “Night School: Episode 2 – The Clutch”

  1. Sjalabais Avatar
    Sjalabais

    Something’s totally off here. Resisting a burnout after the clutch went in is…can I say “out of character”? =8^)
    I once broke the ginormously overengineered clutch of a Volvo 240 trying to pull a way too heavy trailer up our 35 degree steep, and thus theoretically avalanche-unsafe driveway. We had to use a tractor instead, that started jumping under the load. So much about avoiding being stupid…
    https://s26.postimg.org/tghb3j4a1/bolde-0087.jpg
    https://s26.postimg.org/7vc8fx7jd/bolde-0088.jpg
    https://s26.postimg.org/ezu1oyesp/bolde-0089.jpg
    https://s26.postimg.org/yvq14hvu1/bolde-0090.jpg

    1. jeepjeff Avatar
      jeepjeff

      Or maybe this sort: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCSFwGy9gQY

  2. cap'n fast Avatar
    cap’n fast

    in olden days i had no lifting jack, jack stands or even a driveway in which to play with my toys. what i did have was a 1963 comet sprint wagon 200-6 with a cortina’s 4 speed trans, and a clutch friction plate that was charcoaled into smoke and powder. working under the wagon hiked over a curb during a montana blizzard with ice water running down my back, using a hammer and open end wrenches- the miserable bastard witworth hardware on the trans not withstanding- the clutch was changed out. levered with 2X4s and concrete blocks sufficed to get it up high enough.
    it was a satisfying job to get done. many lucky lagers later i was amazed it worked out so well.

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