A question for the more able-minded... at the service the garage reckoned that the brake fluid is '-1%. What does that mean? Fucked? If so I am a tiny bit more pissed off as it had a brake fluid change at the last service done by Central Garage, so just on a year ago.

Eddie Honda wrote: ↑Thu Mar 21, 2024 4:01 am SWIGGING FROM A BOTTLE OF WINE!

#brahmsandliszt
#aclasshole

My piss artist mother used to drive with a glass of scotch and dry ginger on the centre console. She took drinking and driving to a whole new level!

with the price of fuel in the USA being so much less than we have to suffer, is that the best you can do, under a quarter full. I despair, you must look after MY car better!

Swapped cars, I like driving the Merc, it is still a pleasant place to be... and the sun was out so, roof off naturally. A lady I know (vaguely) was taking the mickey out of the car and how were two big(ish) dogs going to fit in the tiny little thing?

The answer? Really rather well thank you!

I had several 116's. a 280, 35-, 450 and 450 6.9! I loved them until I changed my allegiance to 126's which are a better car. My 280 was lovely the others, all seemed to like a touch of rust here and there (everywhere) and one of the 450s was a complete nightmare of rust under the factory-fitted bit...

I didn't realise he was doing a mileage run, I thought he was looking for the best place to have an accident.

I did go through a phase of desperately wanting a vintage motor-car. I was fully supported by the dear lady wife who is also, quite mad... I finally fell in love with an Austin seven (Chummy I think) but the lady owner had an inflated idea of its value. Couldn't do a deal and I then went off the ide...

All the car dealers I knew (back when God was a lad) never used to lock their cars, they all reckoned that if the cunts wanted it, they'd have it away and broken glass was a pain in the arse to deal with. I of course always go against the grain and lock everything. Didn't work when the scrotes wante...

Everyone had a Parka back in the day. The sooner you got rid of the fucking thing, the cooler you were!

Crombie's for the win!





And Brothel creepers or Brogues.

I've taxed worse! I passed p on an Interceptor many moons ago for £600, absolutely mint but some light-fingered twat had pinched the engine!