spooky wrote:Oh do tell. U know u want to.lol.
oh ok.
This goes back a couple of weeks to when I had *sigh* yet another drama, this time was the Rear Hub Fiasco. Neo was his usual above-and-beyond self ( no sarcasm dude, really appreciate your posts) and gave me a quick rundown and pics of dissasembling the hub.
Cut to scene: 11pm, back garden of Chez Slug, wobbly table lamp on an extension the only source of light, Mrs Slug simmering indoors.
Peering at my trusty iPhone, taking the odd swig of cerveza and clumsily waving what could only vaguely be referred to as an adjustable spanner in the direction his lame '24, is me. Tired, frustrated and balding but determined.
The '24 is turned round in my leaky tarpaulin and railway sleeper lean-to cum 'workshop' and the rear end is hoisted up on a ratchet strap.
"crap" I forgot to slacken off the wheel nuts. Luckily I have the flexibility of Stretch Armstrong and managed to get a foot on the rear brake.
"balls" the link pipe and can are stopping the f'ing wheel from coming out. Luckily I have the vocabulary of the proverbial sailor and with much f'in and blinding the can is off the the wheel is out.
"arse" I've scratched big chunks of paint off the inside of the rear wheel, dragging it against the disc.
*sigh* *swig* "for fucks sake, pain in the arse peice of crap"
After a quick pep talk with Rueben the Dog and Rascal the Cat (the only ones who showed the slightest interest in what I was doing) I went back to it....
Formerly RacingSlug. Felt like a change and it came down to either Biscuits, Ben10 (possible copyright issues) or NinjaSmokeWarrior. The wife suggested TwatMan.