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Paul S. Brown
Guest
A Y-Reg Series3 88" to be precise.
The circumstances of this were a little odd.
I was driving home from Milton Keynes, land of the concrete cow, and came
across a S3 broadside on on a busy bit of road.
Being a nice Landie owner, I pulled on to the verge and asked if I could
help.
Turned out that the guy had been pootling down the road when suddenly the
car had felt like it was going into a skid and the steering became
unresponsive, and once it had stopped spinning he couldn't get it to move
under its own power.
I was in my Disco, but had unfortunately offloaded most of the recovery kit
I normally carry as I needed the space - no tow ropes or hi-lifts for me
today!
Fortunately I still had the 10k lb winch on the front bumper, so we hooked
my winch line to his towball in the absence of a better recovery point and
started to haul away.
And the back wheels bounced. Didn't turn - locked solid.
Anyway, after around 3 minutes we'd managed to get it into the side of the
road and the mans wife was walking home (4 miles) with the dogs because she
was never going to get back into that car again. The man himself was
sitting there shaking and muttering "I'm going to scrap it".
Chancing my arm I said "Don't scrap it, give it to me". "Are you sure?" was
the response. "Yes" said I.
Anyway, the traffic police arrived and started putting out flags and signs
and called the recovery company to come and get it so I set off home,
thinking no more of it.
2 minutes after I get in I get a phone call.
"Hi it's <S3 owners name> - where are you - I'm with the recovery truck and
we're coming to drop this car off"
At the end of the day, I paid the recovery fee (£180) and got a nice S3
landie out of the deal.
Now all I need to do is fix it.
P.
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If Mind over Matter is a Matter of Course
Does it Matter if Nobody Minds?
The circumstances of this were a little odd.
I was driving home from Milton Keynes, land of the concrete cow, and came
across a S3 broadside on on a busy bit of road.
Being a nice Landie owner, I pulled on to the verge and asked if I could
help.
Turned out that the guy had been pootling down the road when suddenly the
car had felt like it was going into a skid and the steering became
unresponsive, and once it had stopped spinning he couldn't get it to move
under its own power.
I was in my Disco, but had unfortunately offloaded most of the recovery kit
I normally carry as I needed the space - no tow ropes or hi-lifts for me
today!
Fortunately I still had the 10k lb winch on the front bumper, so we hooked
my winch line to his towball in the absence of a better recovery point and
started to haul away.
And the back wheels bounced. Didn't turn - locked solid.
Anyway, after around 3 minutes we'd managed to get it into the side of the
road and the mans wife was walking home (4 miles) with the dogs because she
was never going to get back into that car again. The man himself was
sitting there shaking and muttering "I'm going to scrap it".
Chancing my arm I said "Don't scrap it, give it to me". "Are you sure?" was
the response. "Yes" said I.
Anyway, the traffic police arrived and started putting out flags and signs
and called the recovery company to come and get it so I set off home,
thinking no more of it.
2 minutes after I get in I get a phone call.
"Hi it's <S3 owners name> - where are you - I'm with the recovery truck and
we're coming to drop this car off"
At the end of the day, I paid the recovery fee (£180) and got a nice S3
landie out of the deal.
Now all I need to do is fix it.
P.
--
If Mind over Matter is a Matter of Course
Does it Matter if Nobody Minds?