Let me tell you what sucks. Playing hooky from work to test ride a 1999
Triumph Trophy 1200 (107HP,77lb-ft,0-60 in 3), then having it die
halfway between towns in the Santa Cruz Mountains.That's not the worst
part. The worst part is pulling out your cell phone and trying to call
the dealer, only to get a "no signal" and fast busy. I wish I had a
flare gun...I would have fired it right into the friggin' gas tank.
Ended up having to walk about half a mile before I saw the first car...a
crazy woman picking up a roadkilled skunk out of the middle of the road
and tossing it over the side of the hill. She gave me a ride to a
payphone. What started out to be a killer two hour fun lunch ended up
being a five hour nightmare.
Ob Dak content: I usually keep my cellphone in the Dak glove box
just-in-case. Now it turns out, that I might as well stick the remote
to my television set in there for all the good it did me today.
Sorry about the rant...I'm still pissed. But when I got back to the
dealer, there was my bright white 4x4 waiting for me and whispering
"c'mon in bud...I won't let you down."
Cheers,
fish
99 SLT CC 5.2 4x4
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