Driving down quite a busy road about 4 or 5 hours ago, my clutch cable decided to snap! No clutch, still not impossible to change gears, but I don’t really know how to do that. So I parked it up on a bit of dirt on a side-road. Tomorrow morning I shall investigate, if the little fucking Corolla bastard is still there. Someone might’ve stolen it, and driven home in 1st gear. Or it may have turned wild and feral, in which case I’m bound to see the little beige box again sometime, across the street at night, attacking a Prius or leaking oil on some new territory it’s secured!
Sheeeeeet, clutch went down, pants became wet, and not the good kind of wet – the brown kind of wet!
Bye. Lovely image to leave on, I know.