Dogtrousers
Lefty tighty. Get it righty.
Being an old fuddy duddy with a 12 year old car that has an ignition key, a handbrake, a clutch, a gear stick and a CD player that doesn't work I never fail to be amazed by modern cars.
I was in a friend's car at the weekend as he backed onto his drive in the dark. Suddenly bam! the car stopped. It felt exactly as if he'd missed the dropped area and hit raised kerbstones. He tried again. Bam again.
Turned out there was a broken umbrella on the pavement. It didn't show up in the dark. As he backed up the car detected it, had a moment of panic and slammed the brakes on full. Bam!
I'm not sure if that's good or bad. Cars seem to be becoming like horses, shying at random things. Waaaah! A crisp packet!
I was in a friend's car at the weekend as he backed onto his drive in the dark. Suddenly bam! the car stopped. It felt exactly as if he'd missed the dropped area and hit raised kerbstones. He tried again. Bam again.
Turned out there was a broken umbrella on the pavement. It didn't show up in the dark. As he backed up the car detected it, had a moment of panic and slammed the brakes on full. Bam!
I'm not sure if that's good or bad. Cars seem to be becoming like horses, shying at random things. Waaaah! A crisp packet!