So today I decided to figure out why my clutch was grinding to get into reverse and why its so dang hard to get into gear. I determined it was my slave cylinder. So my pops and I hop into the rusty, trusty 91 integra. We get there and everything goes smooth. On our way home just a little outside Rogers the car pops and dies and wont start because the timing belt snapped..... sweet. Its my pizza delivery car and i gotta work tomorrow.... so tomorrow I might have to deliver in the eclipse and have the nicest pizza car in town