Feckin' exhaust fell off...(again :bang
. Luckily I was only 30-40kms from civilisation :bang:, and had great fun impersonating Captain Slow (flowing hair and all) while avoiding all bumps trying to keep the scraping sounds to a minimum while getting the B to the garage where they "fixed" the exhaust a few weeks ago.
Wrote a letter to them on the back of a piece of paper, and dropped it together with the key into the garage's tattered mail box. Hopefully when they open tomorrow nobody's nicked my B
:bang::bang::bang::bang::bang:
Wrote a letter to them on the back of a piece of paper, and dropped it together with the key into the garage's tattered mail box. Hopefully when they open tomorrow nobody's nicked my B
:bang::bang::bang::bang::bang: