Drag racing can sure suck

Just to tell you how things happen my uncle a great mechanic did a big whoops on my dad’s motorhome. My dad an electrician and my uncle would exchange labor for each other. My uncle changed my dad’s brakes before we left for ocean city. My dad remembered my uncle dropping his disk pad and when he picked it up he installed it backwards we later found out (metal
Towards rotor). We stopped at breezewood overnight like we usually did and dad said his brakes were making noise. It was all turnpike so not a lot of braking. Well I climbed under with a flashlight and couldn’t believe my eyes. So needless to say we had a repair to do
In the morning before heading south.