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I was having lunch with a subcontractor who, some 35yrs back, used to work for my old man. One of the things that came up was the office party at our home.
My brother and I had turned the other partner's 4.2 Jag into a two tone. We reamed some potatoes and fitted police whistles in them before forcing them into the dual exhausts. At departure time there was a spluttering Jag whistling away.
My brother and I had turned the other partner's 4.2 Jag into a two tone. We reamed some potatoes and fitted police whistles in them before forcing them into the dual exhausts. At departure time there was a spluttering Jag whistling away.