Photos for your enjoyment:
http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y1...emoval/?start=0
The short of the story is as follows: my dad (the old guy in there) and myself (white shirt and no hat) went down to a guy from Full Throttle V6, Bracket Racer's (white shirt, summit hat) place to pull the tranny otu fo the wrecked camaro (Rebuilt 4L60E transmission with carbon fiber and kevlar components and Transgo high performance shift kit with corvette servo) for $10... never having done this we moved in what seemed to be the logical progression, basically moved from the back of the tranny forward in term of getting everything off. Torque arm cracket and exhaust hanger... some electrical plugs... TC shield... then bellhousing bolts. Well the side bolts were cake, the set above that were a little difficult... then the top bolts. All of the tools we had couldn't get it from underneath... didn't have enough extentions to go all the way back... the angle made it impossible for us to fit a wrench of any sockets thru the engine bay. Laset night after I get back to school and all is said and done a friend of mine goes "oh yea if you left the tranny crossmember on then it would have pushed it all forward enough to get the bolts out from up top"... well needless to say that sure as hell pissed me off, but I guess we were too flustered to think of that. So out came the dash... then the crap behind the dash (in between in and the firewall) felt Evan's (Bracket Racer) wrath and was torn out... carpet and insulation was pulled back, and the drill and sawzall (aka, solvesall) came out. some cuts were made and by that time we had lost all light... Evan invited us to stay the night to rest up for the drive home and pulling the tranny, and to wait for daylight. We gladly accepted his hospitality and got working in the morning... some more cutting and labor and it was out. Got all the tools rounded up and sorted out and everything packed up right as it started to rain... and just under 6 hrs later (7 if you count stops and dropping off borrowed tools at Bill's house) we were home in NJ.
