Today I had another of those religious experiences that change your life. I went to my first Vehicle Inspection. I got to take number at 8:15 and I caught 92, of the 100 they give. That plague third-world sweat in that office, with the gentlemen who take care of protected behind glass that I did not learn of anything ... but probably save their lives from day to day. Then a huge queue of cars, where there is heavy you want to talk, and I thought "fuck Find yourself a friend, do not you see I'm standing in line and I bad milk" and you sir about her life, and cars that do not move, and I who killed by a catalog of Mediamark for fun and not turn on the radio, and almost better because in this secure site that only catches the COPE ...
Review: A friendly mechanic who has the ability to speak with 2 people at once, but without changing the pitch, so I chatted with her partner and with us working on plan ... For "Chumak" this year has done nothing put the car here, speed is good and Hamilton with Alonso brake, turn on lights and see how it championship put the clean .... and it costs you 36 euros. "36 euros? But if I have done everything!
Finally back to the office sweat, and wait to collect the papers, as a kid yells at his father ... "Dad ... muertaaaaa a cockroach, "the father does not do or if the child knows that you know is not his real father. It is also obvious that the cockroach was killed rats.
4 hours of nothing and we have our Mercedes (Who says Mercedes, Ford says Fiesta) ready to drive where we want. With the last ITV.
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