Change of oil. — Toyota HiAce, 2.4 liter, 1992

I greet everyone. Today, damn it, they woke me up on the phone in the morning: "Sanya help me out, Slavka caught pneumonia (but the truth is, the man walked around for half a week, was snotty and coughed) I have to be on duty. Okay, I say, I'm on duty. Although, I was only on duty the weekend before last. Today I have to go to the dacha, tomorrow I’ll take granny for mushrooms.BUT!, having estimated the pros and cons, I realized, NO WORSE, without GOOD...I’ll change the oil in Milady, and I’ll be in time for the dacha by 12-00. In vain, did Kamaz shovel humus in the last two days of vacation. I don’t know what to do with the pictures, let them go in a row. with the gifts of the garden, this is customary. But neither she nor her brother said a word that it was necessary to take the walk-behind tractor to Ryazan.In short, I didn’t take a picture of how they were sitting, with the bottom I collected all the bumps on the primer, and the passengers were all my obscene stock!