My personal international space station
My first car. Bye her for cash. On the third day after the decision to acquire a wheels), the Main motivator was the desire to sleep longer in the morning and stop running after buses. The technique of realization however.
And here it is: Honda wanted rare, was too rare.. With the numbers of ISS (iss = "МКС" Международная космическая станция). I love space things embodied and here) my personal the International space station, was badly battered. I tortured her in full. The guys said its normal, I nodded and took the keys. It turned out, bought the car with the most sophisticated induction system. Keihin dual carb motor) and again the technology of the incarnation in all its glory: a childhood dream to understand the machines figured out. Each cog has changed, each diode with your hands, it was all in a hurry, not counting the money. Put one and a half times more than it was worth. Remember, 30 degrees colder opened the hood at night with the intention to make this notorious carb... Put on the head lamp, and went into battle. After an hour of dances with a tambourine, frostbitten fingers still tore the carb from the machine) joy knew no limit) Remember, the bathroom has a shower cubicle, wash the carpet of the cabin, each improvement brought pleasure as a child When tear off stubborn old element out and put new good stuff. Moronic such a thrill)) I fixed almost everything with their hands. Why? - Lack of adequate mechanics. It is because of their absence I had to do everything myself More time and money spent on repairs to fix the poor repair . After a year of ownership, 90% of auto repair shops and mechanics was obviously a Scam. In short, I could buy this car in this condition to pump yourself))) the neighbors are unconcerned about flashing the night lights in the Windows. The second took the car in worse condition, but has invested in two times less, and at some point my obsession to recover the dead machine had vanished) And it is a clear understanding of: what, why, why. But it was all done in a hurry. Just one day you realize that it is time to turn. It was the car that set style of riding, in the first half of the year, coming home from work, parked at home and not out on the radio-it doesn't matter, and listened to the silence. Especially in the winter time. Maybe an hour to sit in the cabin. It is very cold outside, the cabin is warm... was working on the engine, turned on the heating to maximum, went to the supermarket for delicious and went... somewhere. Where never been. Used to travel a lot. And never considered the cost of the road, gasoline. I think it's nonsense. UPvote and Follow me
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