Remember the picture of the hot ride I posted yesterday???? The cunt died on me today about a mile from my house. It was fully charged, I don't know why she cut out. I had to peddle it back. Fuck me. It doesn't have gears. It was like that time when,years ago, my cousin and I cycled on reighley bikes to the village and cried at John Smiths on the way home because it was too hard. At least I had a bottle of lucozade that time.
Can't get her started now. Fuck her. The bitch.
Sounds like you've got some sand in the strap gasket fuse, mate. Strip her down, soak the hammengauge filter array in a bit of GTX, and polish down any residual tock spots with a chamois leather. Then, turn the strap gasket thrice widdershins,chant the SECOND passage of Stubb's Mechanical Incantorium twice (by moonlight)and reassemble the whole thing with a 4 gauge spanner carved from the thigh bone of an ox, and she should be good to go.
ReplyDeleteThat's what i hear when someone tries to explain basic car mechanics.