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Pleasant Late? The 9:04 train

As I promised, here is the first edition of the new book that I intend to continue this blog: "I think I made a mess,"

. The first victim we will discuss is a MJET 156 SW 1.9 (150 hp), with just 14,000 miles, I brought home Thursday night. Customer Wednesday, bringing the machine, made his debut with the now famous phrase that gave its name to this space.
Yeah, I did. Unfortunately, the exact circumstances are unknown to me, but with the official car rental we agree that is probably arrived too ... long. Before returning home with the car, I made sure to cover the tape with the side of the lantern, so as not to blind someone, and part of the casing so as not to see the fantastic scene that made my father often assumed (opening Sudden bonnet on the motorway). Less severe, however, to travel without rear window or side windows in December , or to travel without side mirrors in a Ducato Maxi .
My game Hattrick
started with a good lead of 0-1, has ended with a disappointing 3-1 for the hosts. Salvation goes.

Tomorrow, travel to Turin. Song of the day: Ted Nugent - Little Miss Dangerous having to spend 700 € 1 million and 400 pounds of old, to spend four nights in Prague. Humor New Year.
As I walked home with the 166 2.4 MJET chartered for the trip to face Torino on Sunday, I thought that I probably would have preferred to spend 1000 to January / February to tap some ass mandolin in Brazil.
Another busy day, and as if that were not enough, another odyssey courtesy of Trenitalia . As I waited patiently inside the car of the regional direct Piacenza, then arrived at that of Modena
40 minutes late, I thought to point out that my suffering to the railways in our country with a counter
, soon you'll see somewhere in the blog. A simple counter that, in addition to displaying the number of trips that I will train, will show that I have accumulated minutes late. Departure: Bologna me, I wanted to inform you that the delay of the train was not a novelty. Luckily, I had already started to worry. The iPod, as usual, kept me company, together with some photocopies of Calculating Probability and Statistics (CPS).

will soon begin another book interesting, although I do not know who, on the machines that routinely pick up and delivery for the car. But I do not want to anticipate anything, except the name: "I think I made a mess."

Song of the day: Rutherford Mike & The Mechanics - Par Avion ****