So my brakes had been squeaky for a while, but Hubs was putting it off. Eventually they got grindy, and on the paper route yesterday morning they suddenly got super grindy even when I wasn't braking. So we took the car home and used Hubby's car to finish the route.
After I parked my car and started moving things over, Hubby grabbed the flashlight and took a look at my brakes. For some reason, he touched the disc. Right after we'd finished driving. Right after we descended a large hill and parked the car. Needless to say, he has a nice burn on his finger now.
At least he finally replaced my brake pads later that day.
After I parked my car and started moving things over, Hubby grabbed the flashlight and took a look at my brakes. For some reason, he touched the disc. Right after we'd finished driving. Right after we descended a large hill and parked the car. Needless to say, he has a nice burn on his finger now.
At least he finally replaced my brake pads later that day.


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