Ike got rolled back out to the street, maybe even one of the last before he starts going back together, to get a little de-greasing. Armed with a pressure washer, two squirt bottles of Simple Green, and an eager 6 year old nephew (and my old man and my brother), we went to work on the drivetrain. However, even after what seemed like hours, a gallon of Simple Green concentrate, and a whole lot of water, I was left with pounds of grease and grime on the street, and a slightly less dirty Jeep.
After going through and cleaning up the street, and a quick blow dry to make sure no water just sits until I can move him out again, Ike got rolled back up into the garage to wait for the next cleaning. With the thick grime still all over the differentials and engine, I picked up some oven de-greaser to help cut through it. If I can find a helper for tomorrow, I’m hoping I can roll it back to the street, spray on the cleaner, and pressure wash away another decade or so of grime.
