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HOW FILTHY IS YOUR CAR?
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<blockquote data-quote="Cab-over Pete" data-source="post: 7364496" data-attributes="member: 416"><p>The filthiest vehicle I’ve ever seen belonged to a late customer of mine.</p><p></p><p>I was rained off on a job 20 miles from home and he asked me how I was getting home. He said I could borrow his pick up as long as I was back with it next day. It was parked in his garage, just the back poking out with a dented rear tailgate, a two year old L200.</p><p></p><p>I gathered my stuff together, he gave me the keys and went into the house. As I squeezed down the side to get in I got covered in muck and shite but made it to the passenger door to put my stuff on the passenger seat. The door wouldn’t open, it was damaged, stoved right in and creased beyond use. So I squeezed round the front to get to the drivers side. More filth and damage with string tying the bonnet down.</p><p></p><p>Happily, the drivers door opened. It was then I considered walking home. The stench that met me could of knocked me over had it not been for the wall holding me up. The inside was a sight I will never forget. Every surface, lever, knob and seat had been shredded with dog teeth. The steering wheel was chewed down to the core in places and the handbrake was barely usable. There were half chewed dog treats lay around and empty gun cartridges aplenty. A touch of luxury, there was a feed bag on the drivers seat. I didn’t like to look at what it may be covering.</p><p></p><p>It started first time and I went up the drive. Honestly, the stench was making my stomach churn. I had all the windows open and drove home like that all the way, despite the driving rain. The blood streaked all across the dashboard had me worried, but it seemed innocent when I noticed the back legs of a rabbit poking out from under the passenger seat. I thought that was maybe the cause of the stench, so pulled over.</p><p></p><p>I used a handy Tesco carrier bag as a glove and grabbed the legs. What greeted me I will never forget. Most of the rabbit came out leaving assorted bits and hundreds of maggots. It was lucky to be mostly laid on another feed bag and I managed to roll that up and chuck that out too.</p><p></p><p>It was an experience I will never forget. On the very odd occasion I borrow a vehicle I make a point of filling it with fuel. I decided I would do that next morning in the dark rather than be seen in public when it was busy. My wife exclaimed when I got home about the state of it. It was truly a horrendous sight, not a straight panel on it and absolutely filthy, encrusted in cow shite and mud. There was no way it would pass its first MOT. There was a fresh clutch of dog eggs laid in the load bed along with more filth and an antler. </p><p></p><p>My Dad used to say “A bad ride is better than a good walk”, but that day had me wondering. And I still had to make the return journey......</p><p></p><p>It was half full of fuel. I decided that was enough and knock him £30 off his invoice instead.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cab-over Pete, post: 7364496, member: 416"] The filthiest vehicle I’ve ever seen belonged to a late customer of mine. I was rained off on a job 20 miles from home and he asked me how I was getting home. He said I could borrow his pick up as long as I was back with it next day. It was parked in his garage, just the back poking out with a dented rear tailgate, a two year old L200. I gathered my stuff together, he gave me the keys and went into the house. As I squeezed down the side to get in I got covered in muck and shite but made it to the passenger door to put my stuff on the passenger seat. The door wouldn’t open, it was damaged, stoved right in and creased beyond use. So I squeezed round the front to get to the drivers side. More filth and damage with string tying the bonnet down. Happily, the drivers door opened. It was then I considered walking home. The stench that met me could of knocked me over had it not been for the wall holding me up. The inside was a sight I will never forget. Every surface, lever, knob and seat had been shredded with dog teeth. The steering wheel was chewed down to the core in places and the handbrake was barely usable. There were half chewed dog treats lay around and empty gun cartridges aplenty. A touch of luxury, there was a feed bag on the drivers seat. I didn’t like to look at what it may be covering. It started first time and I went up the drive. Honestly, the stench was making my stomach churn. I had all the windows open and drove home like that all the way, despite the driving rain. The blood streaked all across the dashboard had me worried, but it seemed innocent when I noticed the back legs of a rabbit poking out from under the passenger seat. I thought that was maybe the cause of the stench, so pulled over. I used a handy Tesco carrier bag as a glove and grabbed the legs. What greeted me I will never forget. Most of the rabbit came out leaving assorted bits and hundreds of maggots. It was lucky to be mostly laid on another feed bag and I managed to roll that up and chuck that out too. It was an experience I will never forget. On the very odd occasion I borrow a vehicle I make a point of filling it with fuel. I decided I would do that next morning in the dark rather than be seen in public when it was busy. My wife exclaimed when I got home about the state of it. It was truly a horrendous sight, not a straight panel on it and absolutely filthy, encrusted in cow shite and mud. There was no way it would pass its first MOT. There was a fresh clutch of dog eggs laid in the load bed along with more filth and an antler. My Dad used to say “A bad ride is better than a good walk”, but that day had me wondering. And I still had to make the return journey...... It was half full of fuel. I decided that was enough and knock him £30 off his invoice instead. [/QUOTE]
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