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Aled
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In article <[email protected]>, [email protected]
says...
> It's slow, it's
> crude, it's basic, but it has some major good features:
>
What happened to number 1 then?
> 2. I understand how it works.
> 3. I've started to get waves from other Landy drivers again.
*sulk* Ok, so I drive a Disco[1] not a series, but I've never had a wave
from other Landy drivers.
On the bright side, I stopped and helped a poor woman with her car this
evening on the way to work. She'd pulled over and was blocking a lane of
traffic, so I gently nudged her forward enough to get past, whipped out
the tow rope and pulled away hoping she would have the sense not to
crash into me, which she (fortunately) didn't. When we got her off the
roundabout and opened the bonnet, we slapped on some jump leads. All was
going well, until I saw the arcing in her engine compartment when she
was turning it over.
I jumped out to shout and saw the HT leads sparking at the distributor
cap. I disconnected, received thanks and got out of there as she was
insistent on trying to start it despite my recommendations of callin the
AA (I was also late for work).
I just hope she didn't have to call Trumpton on the way home.
Cheers,
Aled.
[1] It's quite noticeable as it's got hi-vis jackets with "Mountain
Rescue" all over them, and it lives in London.
says...
> It's slow, it's
> crude, it's basic, but it has some major good features:
>
What happened to number 1 then?
> 2. I understand how it works.
> 3. I've started to get waves from other Landy drivers again.
*sulk* Ok, so I drive a Disco[1] not a series, but I've never had a wave
from other Landy drivers.
On the bright side, I stopped and helped a poor woman with her car this
evening on the way to work. She'd pulled over and was blocking a lane of
traffic, so I gently nudged her forward enough to get past, whipped out
the tow rope and pulled away hoping she would have the sense not to
crash into me, which she (fortunately) didn't. When we got her off the
roundabout and opened the bonnet, we slapped on some jump leads. All was
going well, until I saw the arcing in her engine compartment when she
was turning it over.
I jumped out to shout and saw the HT leads sparking at the distributor
cap. I disconnected, received thanks and got out of there as she was
insistent on trying to start it despite my recommendations of callin the
AA (I was also late for work).
I just hope she didn't have to call Trumpton on the way home.
Cheers,
Aled.
[1] It's quite noticeable as it's got hi-vis jackets with "Mountain
Rescue" all over them, and it lives in London.
