So I needed a couple of front tyres (P zero’s if you’re interested, because I’m a) tight and b) love testing my ninja reflexes) and booked myself in to the local fitters.
There’s a 20 minute wait so I settle in to reading my book. Sure enough, 20 minutes later I hear my car start, and then rev, and rev again. I have a quiet smile to myself - I’m not that precious about my car, and it does sound amazing, so I’m glad someone is enjoying it. The guy a reception has a sneaky glance at me, and then rushes out. The reving stops!
As I’m leaving the guys in the workshop ask me to “give it some up the road so they can hear the pops”. Being a massive child, I am only to happy to oblige. Except I get a gearbox fault message and it won’t go into gear.
I sheepishly head back to the workshop. “Can I borrow a 13mm spanner to disconnect the battery?” Battery reset, gearbox problem goes away - but my cool moment seems to have passed!
There’s a 20 minute wait so I settle in to reading my book. Sure enough, 20 minutes later I hear my car start, and then rev, and rev again. I have a quiet smile to myself - I’m not that precious about my car, and it does sound amazing, so I’m glad someone is enjoying it. The guy a reception has a sneaky glance at me, and then rushes out. The reving stops!
As I’m leaving the guys in the workshop ask me to “give it some up the road so they can hear the pops”. Being a massive child, I am only to happy to oblige. Except I get a gearbox fault message and it won’t go into gear.
I sheepishly head back to the workshop. “Can I borrow a 13mm spanner to disconnect the battery?” Battery reset, gearbox problem goes away - but my cool moment seems to have passed!