I was driving into work with the Boy this morning (yeah, yeah, nepotism, schmepotism). We got stuck in the traffic which was worse than normal, because now is apparently a good time to renew the gas mains along the main road out of town. I switched off the engine as we appeared to be in for a long wait. He started giving me a hard time about how this was bad for the engine and didnt save fuel etc. Frankly I couldnt be bothered to argue, or score points about air pollution etc.
Anyway, I rolled forward down the slope, slipped it into second, lifted the clutch and waited for the bump start.
"BANG!"
Huge backfire. We drove the rest of the way in stony silence, our only accompaniment the sound of a BMW impersonating a tractor. That'll be the second new exhaust in 3 months.
5 comments:
How? Why? I don't understand cars, but how can you need another exhaust 3 months after a new one?
Because, Andre, rubbish driver, old car. Or is that the other way around?
As you get older, he'll get wiser!
Arse. But hey, at least you now have something else to blame on our wonderful council. I haven't braved the roadworks yet. I am dreading the prospect. But hey... back roads are wonderful things.
My brain is clearly not in gear today. Who says 'But hey' twice in the space of three sentences?! Pah. *shakes head*
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