you know how alot of schools have a vocational school. Well i took my nearly completed project to them to do a tune up on the ol' 351 and to give me COMPLETELY new brakes. Pads, rotors, calipers, drums, shoot even new lines. Well they did all the work everything looked excellent, they through it on the alignment rack, camber and caster checked out perfectly, i was quite impressed by this considering i built the thing by myself in my 2 stall garage. I told them on wednesday i was bringing it home this weekend so they finished everything up and pushed it out of the garage to get towed. Well friday night i decided to pull it home, the school is only like 10 miles from my house. we drove up to the school at like 7 at night. i jumped in the truck and my brother started pulling me and i tested steering and brakes, they checked out awesomly. Starting pulling it down the road and i was so amazingly impressed, i mean this think has freezing cold bias ply 35s on it and the darn thing went perfectly straight with barely any shakes. i told my brother to step it up a little and we were cruising right along at 50-55 mph. Everything was going just fine, when all of a sudden my drivers side front end drops about a foot and a half and i get ripped over to the other lane. i was put my head out the window to see what happened and all i saw was sparks. Somthing suddenly caught my eye and it was my tire ripping past me. Well i slammed on the brakes and got it to the side of the road. one of my buddies that was following me ran about 100 yards down the road and grabbed my tire for me. I was fuming, i was so mad i was yelling obcenaties for about 5 minutes. I went to the driver side rear tire and pulled a lug off by hand, BY HAND!!! My rotor was just plain screwed. It has a huge flat spot. My explorer doesnt have a jack in it for some reason, but my buddies car did. WE jacked it up as high as it would go and we still needed about 5 more inches. After searching for a second jack we found one in the vehicle that was towing me. Though this one wasnt bigger i found a small chunk of 4x4 lumber in my truck. it was about 5 or 6" long. we used the two jacks to get the tire on and the studs were lose. we had to pull the tire back of tightin the lugs down so we could at least grab two studs. we tightend the lugs on all four tires. After all this we try to tow it again, but this time much slower, but the damn tire is locked up now because the rotor is so messed. well luckily we were about a mile from a buddies house so we dicided to tow it to his house. well we got about half way there, the locked up tire just squeling, smoke pouring, and all of a sudded a cop comes up over the hill. he slowed down looked at the parade of mishaps we consisted of and sped back up. im assuming he didnt want to right all the stuff up. Which is good, considering the fact that the plates on my rig expired nov 03 and i didnt have insurance on it. i finally got it to my buddies house and im about to leave right now to go pick it up, bring it home and replace everything that is broken....