Proper pissed off, after months and months of waiting and fucking around waiting for things to be put right with the cab I get the call to say its all ready for picking up AGAIN!

I'm away over the weekend and working long hours next week so today was the only chance I had to go down to Kent to get the fucking thing back, before Mark ups and leaves.

Problem was we had too much on at work for me mate to give us a lift down so I had to lose a days pay and catch the shitty fuckin train at 11 o'clock for 50 bastid quid Three train stops and a car ride later we get to BSW's workshop were I'm reunited with my car after the best part of a year again! Bonnet re-painted from were someone dropped a toolbox on it when the old place was robbed (last effort the bonnet was painted green, my cars imperial blue ). Same usual shoddiness I've come to expect from my car being there, the odd new scratch, number plate cracked in half, bit of my front wing chipped and bodged back on, filthy as fook, oil and grime all over my cobras and door cards, seat winder snapped, car idling poorly after its third rebuild Chucked a rod the last two times it fucked up. Not with me behind the wheel I might add!

I could see when I got there that it was gonna cause me grief on the journey home, kept wanting to stall etc.... Mark fucked about with a couple of other batterys and gave me one so I could jump the car if need be, got pretty arsey when I told him I new it was gonna cause me some grief on the way home, basically "I've just give you a battery theres not much more I can do" I've allways told him if the car needs something jus get it and I'll pay you, simple!

Anyway get down the road to fill up and of course the car wont start, try the spare battery trick and that fooker dont work either, girl from the checkout comes out and moans about me tryin to jump it on the forecourt, fair enough i spose, pushed it on the road and luckily there was some woman jus sittin in her car and gave me a jump.

Get to the dartford crossing and the car wants to stall in the traffic, me sittin there tryin to keep the revs up so it wont die, smokin like a twat from all the oil in the exhaust from my last unsuccsesfull visit to kent when the turbo let go Bunny hoppin and bouncin through the crossing it somehow got through.

On the way home now, car keeps switchin itself on and off momenterily whilst on the move, manage another 40 miles and then the coont dies.

Phone mark up to basically let him know how shit a job hes done of my car and that YET AGAIN I've wasted time and money fetchin it and that its a fuckin discraceful shit service so he says he'll get a battery and come out to me. Phone the missus to let her know what the crack is and he leaves me an answer phone message sayin he hasnt got time to come out to me and that I should get one of my mates to drive a hundred odd miles out to me in rush hour traffic and go to halfords and get me a battery!!

Not in the RAC or owt so had to get me missus to phone a local recovery firm to come and get me, say bye bye to another 250 sheets. Allmost run out of phone credit so cant phone mark, so text him telling him how gratefull I was for causing me to blow my hard earned.

Thats £50 on the train, £150 for the repaired ecu that I apparently shorted out the last time in broke down on the way home £40 in fuel and £250 for the recovery, and a days wage lost. 4 hours waiting on the hard shoulder of the M1 and a shit slow ride home with a pile of metal that doesent work properly Finally get in at 12.30.

I've previously kept all my dealing with BSW off the internet but I am totally,uterly, 100% UNhappy with all of the work. I originally asked for the work to be done in Feb 2003 which was meant to take a month, and after all this time of spending, waiting and believing the shit he speaks its still doesnt work. I've only ever had the car on the road doing running in miles and twice his builds have failed from what he recons is just bad luck. I'm meant to be gratefull he's put it back together for nothin tho. Never mind all the time, hastle, grief, money lost, insurance wasted that I've patiently put up with! Wonder if this new build has everything in it that I origianally asked for.

So if your reading this Mark, thanks a fucking bunch mate.


Dont know wether to brake it, sell it or try and sort the probs out.