Thursday, 18 February 2010
Thankfully not needed today, not for the Coug but for one of our splendid utility vehicles. The cold and damp takes its toll, insidiously working its way into electrics and engines, slowly strangling the life and chilling the innards. Then you push in the key, turn, blip the throttle and only get that dry cough, a growl and churn and no spark. Then its the full damp start routine, the spray and the drying out, wipe, wait and watch, turn the key, blip, a few anxious seconds and then the chug turns to a roar and a cloud of white, stubborn smoke is pushed from the exhaust. Winter driving and the art of surviving.