Yo chaps,
When I do the brake flushing again, to save time I think I'll just buy
meself another 7 bottles of that hard to find, not cheap, brake fluid. The
first 5 bottles I'll just empty all over the floor. Next bottle I'll
totally massage into my scalp and then jump around the garage, violently
shaking my head. Last bottle I'll gargle with and spit it out all over the
engine bay. Then I run around, slipping and a-sliding, screaming at the top
of my lungs.
OK, in other news, what be the answer to "installing" them there naughty,
little 'ole E-rings that them fun-loving Brit mechanics enclose with the
wheel cylinders. Is this where the famous Churchill tool would come in
handy?
Last time I vaguely remember using profanity and a large blunt instrument -
but much "Psychological Repression" has taken place regarding this incident.
In fact, are you sure you didn't do this for me?
Anybody know what I'm taking about?
Your humble servant, Adrian
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