("Jay Honeck" wrote)
As we began reattaching the wheel pants, it became apparent that this was
not going to be a two-person job. Thus, Mary began to look around for
productive things to do. She thoroughly cleaned the wheels, scissors, and
brakes (which would soon be covered once again by the wheel pants), and then
decided that she would add the 12 fresh quarts of oil to our engine while I
cursed at the wheel pants.

What she didn't know was that the quick drain was still open....


Oops. Were you wearing your Vikings "oil changing" T-shirts?

Unless, of course, they've already been "re-gifted" g.


Montblack