Suddenly we have to stop

Trundling along at no great speed (25mph?) I see an obstruction in the road. "Rock ahead!" I say. "Yeah, yeah", says Digby. "It's still there, Digby!" says I. "OK, OK" he says. Then BANG followed by tatatatatatatat from the engine . We'd hit the rock and it had holed our sump, in spite of the expensive purpose made sump guard Digby had fitted. Oh dear. All our oil was on the ground, spread over the last 30 yards...

Photo album created with Web Album Generator