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No fukkin wonder them Vikings went berserk n wanted ta kill every kunt!

@jackw102 Wish our roads were as quiet as that Jack, went up to the RE Museum at Chatham yesterday what a nightmare very busy area!

Thank fukk I,ve quit driving, roads o like a fukkin car park!

No Pleasure in Driving now Dave, only use it when I have to!

Passed mi test in 64, a pleasure to drive back then, down hill since then!

Learnt to drive in an old Ford Prefect, it could sometimes be an cantankerous bloody thing no synchromesh in them days the old first gear could be noisy making you look a right twat doing a three point turn in the street!

Learned ta drive in the firms Commer van but passed mi test in a Foord Angela, talk about luxury! 😊 

That was the first car I ever bought Dave, Ford Anglia 850E cost me £75.00 Bloke who owned it kept ferrets in it stunk to high heaven. Never let me down, service on it was simple straight forward. Nowt to look at but mechanically sound as a bell!

Simple and efficient back then Bob, no computers involved. Check tyres n pressure, plugs, points. Clean out carb,clean air cleaner, adjust tappets n off tha guz. Owt fukked, nearest scrapyard ere a come.

These days Dave it's all done on computer readings so you can't do even the basics, It's just another way to grab money off the do it yourself brigade mate.

Old Motor Mechaics skills now fukked off Bob!

Dave if you lifted the bonnet on an Austin 1100 and asked some young lad to point out the distributor cap,they would look at you blankly !

Thankfully my old campervan has the old style petrol engine that I can work on, no computery bollocks, and my tractor has a straight forward 3 cylinder diesel that again I can work on. My Discovery however is a complete mystery to me under the bonnet and has a computer the size of a small suitcase under the front seat. Left it in for some welding work while on hols after MOT failure, and it came back with all kinds of lights on the dash and problems with the computer controlled suspension which needed another week in the garage to sort out before I could take it for the re-test on wednesday, thankfully a pass!

Computers ! All we needed was a strobe light and a screwdriver to set the timing.

The Present day motto:- "Weel stop the bastards servicing their own motors. Costs us a fukkin fortune in labour charges!"