Well this is how you fix the ceased caliper, you beat on it. Try number two. Let's see what happens. No luck, try it again. Okay, who needs a whole break order anyways. It's good enough for me. It's a matter of fact who even needs a break order, that's good enough for me too. Put the wheel on and let's get a ride. We are ready to motor. Attempt four for me in-voyage. Amazing it works. I love Toyota's.
Alright, we are going to drive carefully so that my gas doesn't spill but, I am going to try this thing out, it's been a long time. It was my favorite car. This door don't work. He is a shit. That is really sticky, probably rusted. Someone stole my radio. This is so rusty. Oops! It's a gas. The gas takes drapes or dragging. No, I want to give her so bad, but if I step on it the gas will flip over. Lots of noises. It's not bad for a maiden voice. I wish I had a door that worked. Well, if that don't fix it nothing will. I love that car too. Before the gas take these to be, this thing to ground. It's now 7:00 PM on March 29, 2007. What I did today is get all that shit running. We can have a good year.
It's my camera man, it's only got three legs. Now, I am going to device some sort of gas can arrangement to make this thing a permanent driver that won't spill. Over and out. Okay the final modification for the gas tank is hydraulic paint on the trunk, wires and tubes and the seal around the cap is stuffed in plastic bag, so it's still refillable, and tied down. So let's try her out.
Excuse me. Fuel lines running up to the front. Through a handy, rust hole on the floor. Here we go. Beautiful, now I can drive as fastest I want.
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