Well today my after market RB320 steering wheel badge arrived in the post.
So, without thinking it through, I armed myself with a kitchen knife and made a hasty exit out back to begin tackling the transformation from STI in the centre of the wheel to RB320.
Giving it as little thoguht as possible, I proceeded to attack the STI badge and pull away at it, bending it. I thought ''if this was meant to come out, it would be a lot easier'' and suddenly realised i had made an error of considerable magnitude.
I started to try and get the slightly bent STI badge back into place and obviously each time I did so, the horm went off.
Now I was feeling concsious of my presence and decided to drive down the road and sit quietly trying to get it back into place.
Each time the horn blasted, people looked, a man sitting in a group 20 car, fiddling with a knife around the general control area.
Sweary words coming from me, people looking, knife in hands, old women cowering as their fingers looked for the 999 buttons on ther mobiles. lol
Eventually got it all sorted and peeled off the RB320 backing and stuck it over the STI badge like I should have done to begin with.
This story backs up the reason I hit the ball like tiger but have a 17 handicap. I simply have no concentration !! what a chod !