She was off the ramps on Saturday... only to go back up on the ramps for us to investigate why the gear linkage was making contact with the prop-shaft - something I suspected quietly when I reassembled it, because I couldn't remember, but I was fairly sure it shouldn't have been just clearing the prop by about 2mm...
Also because the new hydraulic clutch arrangement was somewhat... bodgetastic, the union in the slave cylinder having been slathered in Wurths chemical metal in an effort to seal it for good.
So now, one fresh piece of copper pipe flanged and fitted, and after some doubts and irritation, finally bloody sealed.
No.
More.
Brake fluid.

I cannot state those words clearly enough - if I never feel brake fluid on the back of my hands again, I will be a happy, happy man.
So now, she is off the ramps, WITH a clutch, WITH the gear linkage fixed, and going like an absolute train.
Also, by complete coincidence, we have managed to remove the odd, transverse roof bars. It turns out I could have had them off months ago, if I had been a fidgety, fiddling redneck type.
Like Ian.
While idly standing around waiting while I had a piss, before I moved the BMW out of the way so he could move Alex's Vitesse Coupé to where the BMW was standing, Ian decided he had a key in his hand, he should find something to poke it into, so he tried one of the locks on the roof bars, because one of the rubber covers wasn't on it properly.
And it worked.
Turns out you can use a Rover 800 key to unlock the locks on a 5er's roof bars. No, I wouldn't have tried it myself either, and I was equally gobsmacked when he showed me.
Yer man Vard is a happy fella.


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