So, the big day yesterday, woke up early, made breakfast for me and the lads coming along for support and set off.
I got about 1km/ half a mile down the main road when my clutch pedal decided it wanted to stay on the floor, in traffic on a hill
my clutch fluid had gone on an adventure
I wasn’t ready to give up yet, my mate who I was going with went to track and made sure they would still let me drive if I turned up late,
The absolute legend of an AA man drove to my mates garage got a replacement slave cylinder and fitted it for me at the side of the road, at it looked like I’d be making it after all, even if it was only for half a day....
after all that, the hard clutch line cracked and we was back at square one
defeated I drove home in first and the AA man and I pushed it onto the drive
(Artsy photo that sums up my morning)
Despite my day being over, I drove up in my daily to get my drivers wristband and deliver the now cold breakfast to m my mates!
Shit happens, got a braided line on he way, and I’ll be booking on as soon as the next novice day is announced.
Shit day, but still a bloody god breakfast!