Quote Originally Posted by Gar
Put the keys down grab a beer pop off the shoes and relax ,I love the long nights
So do I Gar, until your missus arrives in saying the radio is stuck on tel-mute and you end up spending your evening in a fogged up car (it's pissing out) folded over backwards and around the gearstick under the dash, with a faceful of dash trim pieces and an arm full of 'tight space' arm & finger slices...

Wouldn't change it for the world, especially when you fix it