The hate and love affaire with my 1976 Land Rover, a series 3, 109 inch ambulance bodied beauty.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

Helping out


When I went out for groceries with my kids yesterday, I saw a beautiful LandRover 90 (50th anniversary edition with 35" tires!) with it's hood open.
I saw this car driving around our neighborhood quite regularly and it has such a great sound from it's 4.0l V*. But right now it didn't do anything.

So I went over and took a look, like every land rover owner would do. After a few bangs on the starter, still nothing. But a bit of power from another battery did the trick. The cold and wetness did the old battery no good and it was probably drained by the alarm and extra lights that they used lot.


After we exchanged some stories I told him that if he would ever sell his car, he should give me a ring. I really love that 90! Even though it broke down...

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