
monkeymax wrote:The way the futility and inevitability makes me laugh when I shear a bolt or round a head due to rust, followed by crying shortly afterwards in anger and knowing full well what it'll take to sort out..
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and then the way I laugh again when the jobs done when I think how easy the whole job would've been if it wasn't down to
"that one bolt".



Thats exactly the car in a nutshell



