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Good deed of the day

Sp!ke

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So this evening I was driving along the A316 through heavy traffic left over from today's cycling event and I heard a really loud pop and sound of glass breaking. I couldn't really work out the direction of the noise so shrugged it off and trickled onwards.

A couple of minutes on and I saw a young woman on the nearside lane in the bumper to bumper traffic driving along with a flat tyre with a large gash in the outer edge of the tyre. She was visibly shaken and distressed and unsure what to do.

As I came alongside I wound the window down and asked if she had a spare and if she wanted a hand changing the tyre, which was met with a huge relief ridden nod and smile.

A few yards ahead there was a small lay by so I got her to pull in and set about undoing the wheel nuts . Shock horror, her wheel brace was well past its best and barely able to sit flush on the bolt with 3 of its 6 sides already rounded off. Tentatively I gave it a go and two of the four wheel bolts were reasonably easy leaving just the locking wheel nut and the fourth bolt and by now the wheel brace had had it and was slipping badly if any pressure was applied.

By now I was thinking of possible alternatives and the one thing my smart doesn't have in its boot is a wheel brace. hmmm..... what to do
 
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A few yards ahead there was a small lay by so I got her to pull in and set about undoing the wheel nuts . Shock horror, her wheel brace was well past its best and barely able to sit flush on the bolt with 3 of its 6 sides already rounded off. Tentatively I gave it a go and ...

Oh yeah? Dodgy euphamism if ever I heard one! :D:p
 
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So....there I was wheel brace in hand, wondering what to try next and up comes a police patrol car slicing through the traffic with its blues and two's on. To my surprise' instead of driving by, they pulled over. Two officers jumped out the patrol car and walked towards me. On reflection I recall that the more burly officer of the two had his eye firmly focussed on the wheel brace I was still gripping.
 
Shades of green....
 
I don't believe it - I turn off for a few minutes and someone else gets the woman with the large gash joke in :doh:.

Bugger.
 
To be continued after my teleconference... sorry
 
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Spike, Spike

My batteries have gone flat ...
 
Where was I? Ahh yes....

So the burly one marched right up to me relieved me of the wheel brace and then ...only then, allowed me to explain the problem. I know you from some where he said peering at me suspiciously. Not for the wrong reasons I hope said I, becoming slightly nervous.


Moving swiftly on, I asked if he had a wheel brace in his patrol car and he told me they are removed from all police cars as they aren't allowed to change wheels including their own. With this fresh in my mind he then proceeded to give it a try himself (?). He too quickly shook his head as he lost purchase on the wheel bolt. By now the second officer had taken an interest and suggests if one of them kept the wheel brace square, it might provide enough grip if the other tried to undo it. So I stood back and watched as both of them huffed and puffed for a few minutes before they stood up shaking heads at each other.

The two officers now turned their attentions back to the bemused lady driver (who now seemed to be rather enjoying the proceedings for some reason), asking her about AA cover or similar which she didn't have.

While this was going on, I thought I'd give it one last go and try the second officers suggestion of holding the brace onto the nut with my right hand and turning it with my left. Being only little compared to the burly officers who's combined strength had just failed, I didn't really hold much hope but ...well well... something just moved.... I've only gone and knackered up the locking wheel bolt I thought...no , hold on a minute its only bloody turning. With only one wheel bolt left and with the Police still concentrating on alternatives and oblivious to the fact I'd made some progress, I quickly turned my attentions to it and after busting a few more blood vessels on the measly six inch long brace, I only went and cracked that one too.

Done! I said.

Two very suspicious officers rushed over to inspect my handywork. Well buxxxr me one said to the other in a surprised voice.

Quick as a flash I had the space saver on and young lady was once again full of smiles and ready to be on her way.

Hand shakes all round, everyone's happy, so back in the smart and I was on my way with positive thoughts.

I wonder where that officer knew me from .... here maybe?
 
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Quick as a flash I had the space saver on and young lady was once again full of smiles and ready to be on her way.

I wonder how far she got before the wheel fell off, given the condition of the wheelbrace with which you must have had to tighten the bolts...
 
Sp!ke

I refuse to be drawn into the the sexual innuendo that some of the earlier posters have chosen to default too.

Did you show the young lady how you tighten and loosen you nuts using the correct tool?
 
I wonder how far she got before the wheel fell off, given the condition of the wheelbrace with which you must have had to tighten the bolts...

The wheelbrace worked somewhat better in the other direction so all was good. I did say she should get the tyre replaced and swapped back asap.

The young lady was apparently on her way to church so maybe she put a good word in for me to the man upstairs.
 
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