On our first official mini trip with all of us in the car we headed to Manie’s Autoshop to get the first glimpse of our car. What a beauty. Our Volvo V40 Station Wagon that we have not named… yet, was not yet in tip top shape. But the first order of business was to find out whether the car could actually make the trip. Manie reassured us that unless we really screw up we should make it home safe.
So, after the obligatory peek under the hood to learn where everything was and where to put the water, oil, brake fluid and how to measure each of them, (all fun and games for now) Manie regaled us with a tale of a long camping trip with a leaking water tank in his car. First in went the water, then the beer and then the brannewyn. Tragedy. We could see a tear start to glisten in his eye as he came to the end of his tale. But all ended well. The car got home and didn’t die an a haze of vaporized alcohol.
So we now know that any fluid will work if your car runs out of water. To be truthful it will probably be the drinking water before the Hunter’s Dry.
On to the main event, the tyres. Imagine our surprise when Manie decides to demonstrate on one of ours and promptly punctures it with a screwdriver.
Our faces = :o.
He then proceeded to show us how to fix a puncture permanently with some corkscrews and something that looks like mini salami. Ten minutes later the tyre is as good as new and the Hooligans share a look of relief.  |
| Sarah and the tyre puncturer |
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| Debbie and the oil tank |
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| Robyn and the water tank |
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| Karselle and the dip stick |
Upon the conclusion of the lesson Manie proceeds to give us some advice on how to deal with the macho men in the auto repair industry. Look pretty, ask questions and never let them catch in that you might know more than them. And if they are doing it wrong tell them you have no money. Works every time.
Thank you to Manie and his auto repair shop for getting our vehicle in such tip top shape, all the lessons and the tyre repair kit.
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