You remember last winter, on coldest day when propriétaire have to change my points? I forget to tell you that he have small accident with the self-tappy screw which hold on my aluminium grill with two goldy chevron.
He swear quite a lot, then when blooding stop with old table napkin, he make arty-farty picture to say we both friends again now.
But with new points, now my speedometer make more than one hundred kilomètres hour. Downing the hill of course. Incroyable.
To cheer up propriétaire, I tell him to click on his smiley points pic here to see real Italian Job...
To cheer up propriétaire, I tell him to click on his smiley points pic here to see real Italian Job...