12 great hours
Some days ya should just stay in bed...
I mustve been a bad bastard in another life, that God fella's got it in for
me for sure....
Got up at 10 past 5,the usual time to get to Sydney by 7:30, after a wonderful
sleep where the temp just fell under 30C, . Left around 5:45 after a quick squiz
at the e's and the news papers online.
Bought some overpriced gas at Ourimbah ($1.13/litre.. shit damn and piss..)
and headed up the big hill on the F3...
3/4 of the way up at 120km/hr, dodging semis, the steering feels funny,.. oh
good...warning light comes on, so I scoot across 3 lanes and take the Peats
Ridge turnoff. Pull the bonnet and the belts aren't turning.
Hmm...strange...scratch the 3 hairs left on my head for a few minutes and then recall one of the recalls this vehicles had, that I of course ignored. Crankshaft pulley nut comes loose...aah well...Ring Mr NRMA hoping he's a magician and can fix it where we sit. No such luck, calla da towy.45 minutes later we're heading back towards Wyong on a flatbed...Drop the truck off and get a cab home.
Jump in the XJS. 9am now.,but we're back on the road to Sydney. Manage to start work about 10:15 in the delightful Kings Cross, and its only 30C...
Sweat my butt off for 4 hours, and decide enough is enough.. Back in the car and head home. Bloody manuals....Kills me thru the crap Pacific Highway traffic to the F3 due to a clutch Arnie could use for leg presses...
Once on the F3 again, it "Nothing can stop me now!" and try to stay under
140k's..Change down to 4th for a spectacular overtaking maneuver and as I hit
the clutch to change to 5th, theres nothing there...
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I yelled sweetly while punching the roof. Depress it again to make sure,
and yes theres nutting dere...
Slip over to the left hand lane and keep heading for Brooklyn down the bottom of the big hill. Slip it out of gear at the off ramp and pull over to the left and stop. Have a look under the dash in case its a cable come loose or something fixable, but of course it aint. Check the fluid reservoir, and miraculously have some fluid in the back...Pump the pedal and the fluid is making pretty puddle under the car ( look mum, its having a piss....!) Ho Ho Ho, please someone shoot me. We're at least 40kms from the garage I'm becoming intimate with. This car isnt with the NRMA.
Theres no money on the credit card.
Youve only got $50 cash.
Congratulations sir!!!, you are our LOSER for today!!!
I will not be beaten.
Ring my sister in Queensland and give her my internet banking details so she can transfer money between my accounts so theres something on the CC.
Only a small problem with the computer literacy at the other end, JC JC JC !!! and 15 minutes and 14 small strokes later, I can ring the NRMA and get this car on the books and get a tow truck. mmm only takes another hour...
Get 20kms free so it only costs me another $84...
Ring a Taxi from the garage, and they cant find the place.
Taxi driver makes me look like a skinny bugger
Smells good too.
Only another $20 to get home.
Get home at 6pm.
Thank Christ for cold beer.