So on my mid-tour from Korea I come to Japan to say with old friends, and lo and behold, I stumble across a S15 motor with basically everything for one hell of a deal. I couldn't resist.
After a bit of calling around, asking a bunch of questions I gain a contact to ship a motor to the states. $750 to ship a crate of basically any size from Yokohama to Detroit. Neato! Perfect! Now comes the hard part. Finding a crate, and packing everything. Went to basically a Japanese Version of Home Depot and picked up, 1 roll of duct tape, 1 roll of tie down straps + clips, 1 tarp, 1 roll of 5.50 cord, 2 massive rolls of ceran wrap, a board of ply wood, and I'm set! I got a massive cardboard box, now just need a pallet. From the customs lady, I need either a plastic pallet or a Heat Treated wooden pallet. I head to the BXtra on base and grab a wooden pallet with HT stamped on it. From the picture, they had plenty to spare.
Since it's about 10pm, we head to the only lighted place with a roof since it was raining, a basement of a abandoned tower, and start working there. The S15 just sitting all alone.
Hotness
For a breif moment I think about shipping my friends back to the states Chinese style.
Overhead picture: The wiring harness was uncut and in perfect condition, we just left it attached to the motor
The good times of Ceran Wrapping the motor with no cherry picker.
We finally get it wrapped and set it in it's corner all alone again. That fucking bitch was heavy! And putting about 20 layers on it wasn't an easy task.
Now comes the tranny
Tying the motor and tranny together to keep the motor from tipping over
Getting done wrapping everything
Finishing tying everything together to keep from moving
Added some filler and tied the tarp together
Taped up the side of the box, added more filler, and I think we are solid.
Ceran wrapping the fuck out of this box.
Tying this shit onto the crate. I think we are good... maybe?
Finished using the entire roll of Ceran wrap on the box and I sit on my new toy like a king.
Then proceed to rub my cock on it.
The things that helped us stay awake throughout this 4 hour ordeal.
Threw another tarp on it, now we are good!
So we are halfway through, we finished up the crate, everything is groovy, it's 2am. We finish up the paperwork and off the base by 4am. WOOT! On our way to awesome.
Some pictures of the trip down to Yokohama. If anyone knows where Diakoku is at, the shipping company is basically RIGHT beside it.
NOT EVEN 5AM AND IT'S FUCKING BRIGHT OUTSIDE!
Rainbow Bridge!!!
Passing Odiaba
Now Bay Bridge! Closer!
Winding down to Diakoku
The warehouse is right around the corner from here!
So we get there at 6am and pass the fuck out in this uncomfortable as hell truck. The place doesn't open until 9am and we're beat. We are finally crashing after the Mountain Dew and Monsters wear off. At 930 we wake up and move along, go up to the shipping company and start the transaction. After the guy forklifts the pallet off of the truck he notices something fishy about the pallet and starts to have us worrying. Me and Chris are wondering what the hell he is saying since we both don't know Japanese that well. He gets a translator and turns out the Pallet has an expiration date.... and that date has come and gone. WHAT THE FUCK?! They aren't going to accept it. I'm about to fucking to loose it because I didn't know this shit, to me a pallet is a pallet, we call the office and after a good 30 minutes of arguing for them to accept it a old Japanese guy comes out of no where, like literally, he just appeared standing next to me, accesses the situation and then runs off into the back. If they didn't accept this motor here and now, I'll never be able to ship it because I'm leaving the country in less then 24 hours, and they are telling us that we need to go back to Yokota, find another pallet, and then somehow transfer this ridiculously heavy box to another pallet. Hence the reason I'm about to shit some bricks, but luckily that old Japanese guy from earlier, comes from the back about 20 minutes later with a plastic pallet. He fucking saved the day! With a little ingenuity and a forklift, we basically push the box from the shitty wood pallet to the plastic with ease. Since those tie down straps where physically in the ceran wrap, after cut them, we just left them and added even more. Total, 12 tie down straps. After this scary as hell hour ordeal, they finally accept the crate and we're golden. When i get out of Korea in October, I'll give another update!
The last time I seen the crate being hulled away to the back.
