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Originally Posted by ML
What made the first half of the weekend horrible?
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Put my rims on Thursday night. They sent me the wrong thread pitch for the wheel-locks, so I had to use one of the black stock one. Did not match. Was too busy to take the car out for a proper test drive, so just went up te street to make sure nothing fell off.
5:15am rolls around and I head off for work. Get on the highway, andthe car shakes like nothing else. The steering wheel, seats, shifter, me. Everything is vibrating horribly. Take it to my local BMW specialty shop (3D autoworks) and they tell me the tire people sent me the wrong hub-centric rings. So new rims come off, have to go back home and get my snow-tires. They go back on.
Had to take my old car (tiburon) back because the kid who bought it couldn't afford the payment plan we settled on. Fabulous. Now I have a car that I have to sell... again. Oh, and he super-curbed up the Volk GT-7's that I had on the car, so I'll have to get those re-finished. That one, however, is pure Rachel-stupidity. No one else is at fault.
Saturday morning rolls around, supposed to have a detailing appt at 8:00am. Drive down the Lowell Connector doing 56 in a 55. Go over the hill and get radared. Apparently, it changes to 35mph. Get a $210 ticket.
Get to the detailer, he asks, "Why are you here, you have an appt on the 28th" I point out it's the 28th.... He then proceeds to tell me he'll pick up my car Monday and do the detailing...
I finally get home, after much anguish and tears (cuz I'm a girl), take a very long shower. Andy shows up for the clam-run planning, and finally my weekend starts looking up. How can you go wrong with fried clams?