
After unsuccessfully attempting to get the sprocket off with a
pulley puller; I was sitting there looking at that big sprocket pondering what to do next. I noticed something in the grease and started to scrap away the grease and dirt with a screw driver. At first I thought they were lock-washers but then I discovered there was something more. I got a vice-grip and was able to remove two of them. . .some sort of
tapered compression retainer?
I only got two off and the other eight were not cooperative. Although they weren't threaded they had to be backed off of the stud like a nut

AND they were tight just like a nut. My dad had been going through some of my grandpa's tools and brought me a box of odds and ends. In the box was a vice-grip with
curved jaws. . .Curved jaws make a huge difference on a round item like these
tapered compression retainers. Six more came off quite easily. Of course, the last two were going to go down with a fight. The end of this chapter has a familiar line: heat, spray, try, walk away - heat, spray, try, walk away - repeat. . .More to come.
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