Funny — logbook Toyota Corolla 1986

I was sick for a month, didn’t leave the house, and then, when I left, my car refused to start.

The men speculated about what it could be with her, discussed hall sensors, automatic transmission vacuum modulators, planned to completely sort out the fuel line and types.

Everything turned out to be banal and primitive. My fuel gauge shows the weather in Zimbabwe, and not the level of gasoline in the tank, but I made a mistake in the calculations, Chrysanthemum primitively demanded GREAT! 1 :)

Repair - fill the canister and turn the key. Trumpampam! She's on her way again :)

It's always like this with my car.
Has stalled. What to do, everything is gone, throw out your wreck, you have it dead!
Repair - replace the dead battery, clean the carb just in case.

Does not start.
What to do, everything is gone, the fuel line will have to be sorted out, it apparently does not pump gasoline, but you finally throw it out, your wreck, it is dead!
Repair — pour petrol:)))

I'll change the oil soon, it's high time.

Someone threw a smiley keychain into my mailbox. Now my car smiles at passers-by, the keychain has been slightly redone and hung on the mirror :)