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Interesting story for you, that will cause some Jardo embarrassment -

Back when I had my first Saab 99 (Eevy) I used to take it to concourse shows on a trailer, I did a couple and won one of the Saabs UK detailing shows.

At the time it had a set of powder coated steels on it, but I came across a set of Inca wheels that were perfect but needed a refurb. So I sent away the wheels and had them refurbished, and just to finish it off I special ordered the original specification tires in from Sweden, it cost me £400+ to get the tires in. And for a while it was my pride and joy.

She was MINT -

2rysdo9.jpg

Anyway, my bosses "bit on the side" was a barmaid at a local pub and we used to get down there quite a lot. One night (I think it was her birthday ?) we all went down there and got drunk and got a taxi back to Basingstoke, I upset her brother during the night which then upset her other brother and it all made became quite a drunken f**k up...

The next day Jason says to me "Jado, got some bad news...You know you upset *I forget there names* last night, well they've slashed the tires on your Saab..."

I didn't believe him, and had to go to Solihull that day to pick up a Jag. However on the train up there, and pretty much all day it was on my mind.

It gets to half 5, I've got back with the Jag and it's a pretty nice day so we went up the pub for the evening. Were sat there in my local (the one I work in now) and I got a text from Jackie saying "Really sorry about my brothers Jardo, I'll make sure it all gets fixed for you. Really sorry :(".

Literally that very second I started hyperventilating and got a nose bleed, so I ran to the toilets to clean myself up and I was white as a sheet and shaking like f**k. The boss comes running in (knowing it was all a joke, b*****d!) and says we might as well stay here if it's true because I wouldn't be able to drive my car away. So I went back into the bar and managed to be sick on the way back to the bar (nose still bleeding, and breathing really heavy!).

That night were on our way back home, Jasons driving the Bentley and I was sat there a bit messed up. We drive past the fox and I didn't even want to look at what they'd done to my baby, then Jason stops the car and says "There you' go pal, see you in the morning" and kicks me out of the car and drives off.

Needless to say there was f**k ALL wrong with my car and it was a monstrous wind up, however I felt sick for days because of all the stress !!!!

Bastards...

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Thats sucky as man!

I always have a mate with me when I go into a shop and he or me wait by the bikes so no one goes for a joy ride.

One time when I had just got my P2 I literaly rode it into a fish and chip shop, they said next time wheel it in, I recomend doing that in the future!

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Interesting story for you, that will cause some Jardo embarrassment -

Back when I had my first Saab 99 (Eevy) I used to take it to concourse shows on a trailer, I did a couple and won one of the Saabs UK detailing shows.

At the time it had a set of powder coated steels on it, but I came across a set of Inca wheels that were perfect but needed a refurb. So I sent away the wheels and had them refurbished, and just to finish it off I special ordered the original specification tires in from Sweden, it cost me £400+ to get the tires in. And for a while it was my pride and joy.

She was MINT -

2rysdo9.jpg

Anyway, my bosses "bit on the side" was a barmaid at a local pub and we used to get down there quite a lot. One night (I think it was her birthday ?) we all went down there and got drunk and got a taxi back to Basingstoke, I upset her brother during the night which then upset her other brother and it all made became quite a drunken f**k up...

The next day Jason says to me "Jado, got some bad news...You know you upset *I forget there names* last night, well they've slashed the tires on your Saab..."

I didn't believe him, and had to go to Solihull that day to pick up a Jag. However on the train up there, and pretty much all day it was on my mind.

It gets to half 5, I've got back with the Jag and it's a pretty nice day so we went up the pub for the evening. Were sat there in my local (the one I work in now) and I got a text from Jackie saying "Really sorry about my brothers Jardo, I'll make sure it all gets fixed for you. Really sorry :(".

Literally that very second I started hyperventilating and got a nose bleed, so I ran to the toilets to clean myself up and I was white as a sheet and shaking like f**k. The boss comes running in (knowing it was all a joke, b*****d!) and says we might as well stay here if it's true because I wouldn't be able to drive my car away. So I went back into the bar and managed to be sick on the way back to the bar (nose still bleeding, and breathing really heavy!).

That night were on our way back home, Jasons driving the Bentley and I was sat there a bit messed up. We drive past the fox and I didn't even want to look at what they'd done to my baby, then Jason stops the car and says "There you' go pal, see you in the morning" and kicks me out of the car and drives off.

Needless to say there was f**k ALL wrong with my car and it was a monstrous wind up, however I felt sick for days because of all the stress !!!!

Bastards...

That Saab is gorgeous

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