Honk if You Love Castings
I was given an up-close tour of my car’s brake assemblies the other day. It gave me a new reason to appreciate metalcasting professionals—and professional mechanics, one of whom said I’m lucky to be alive.
I took that as a joke.
But, for the sake of argument, it’s all thanks to the quality and performance of the brake rotors, wheel bearings and calipers that were dutifully clinging to their last moments of serviceable use. After more than 10 years on mean city streets, bad brake lines were the culprit. The brake drums merely needed to be remachined, no doubt thanks to the quality standards of the metalcaster who supplied them. You saved me a few hundred, and possibly much more.
I frequent a reputable shop, and I’ll take their word on that.