So, after all that nonsense with the crank, we figured that it was so out of whack that I was just going to have to break down and get a new one. The couple hundred bucks that I'd spent on machining this one was just a cost I'd have to eat. Oh well, shit happens. Hello, eBay.
Then, on Thursday evening, as I'm enjoying a steak dinner, I get a call from Mark, telling me that his machinist buddy was with him at the shop, having a couple beers and he took a look at my crank, just to show him how boogered up it was. They decided to mess with it, and sure enough, after 6 months of delays and feet dragging with the damn thing, they had it together with perfect tolerances in no time. Turns out, it was just shitty machine work from Quinlan.
Awesome. Best way to round up a great birthday week (and an half).
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