The GT86 has had damn all use in the last 6 months, due to house stuff getting in the way. It hasn’t been near a track (boo!) and has hardly even been on the road. So it’s taken me this long to rack up 1000km since I swapped out the 6 year old OEM Primacies for new PS4s.
Way back in 2004 they started an arms race by sticking a big ugly black grille on a perfectly Bauhaus A6, and now I have to put up with seeing this vomitous monstrosity as I exit my local cafe.
It is cold tonight. The boys have a view on who owns the bed. My opinion is apparently irrelevant.
They’ve sent me off down the Ragnotti video rabbithole. There goes the rest of my work day.
I think this might be a personal best. Thank god the Pajero doesn’t drink premium.
Went to a meeting this afternoon at a site way closer to my house than the office. Meeting ran till 4 so I decided I’d just go home after and work from there, rather than fight across town and back. So far so good. Then I decided I’d hit the supermarket on the way home. Also fine. Except the initial stage of the route…
Show some originality GM! Call the new one the Crested Bullhead Shark or something.
McLaren F1 High Downforce.
It’s our own stupid fault that we can’t have these any more.
I’ve just been to a job interview in Tauranga, a town a few hours south of where I live. One of the supposed attractions of living there is “get away from big city traffic”.
I know the FP already picked this up, but nonetheless....
The wheel bolt. I mean seriously, what’s wrong with studs? They make it so much easier to put and take a wheel.
Clifford is due for his annual inspection this week, so he just got his annual wash. In fairness, he’s only done a thousand miles or so this year so he wasn’t too grubby (apart from the interior, which was a dump). He only gets used for hauling the odd load of junk or trailer load of landscaping supplies - he drinks…
500 squares of concrete later, we’ll no longer be tracking gravel into the house all the time.
Casey’s about to do his first ever productive, will-actually-save-me-paying-someone job, spreading 20 cubes of topsoil in my orchard-to-be, and he’s wet the bed.
...around about now, in fact (03:30am local time* on April 25th, 1915), British, French, Australian, and New Zealand troops began an amphibious assault on the Gallipoli peninsula in western Turkey.
Just found out that one of our customers lost a staff member in the Christchurch mosque attack. Fuck that nazi scumbag, I hope that Hell exists, because he’s surely going there.