TLC Norway
woodwelder
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Woke up and my lovely girl served me end my fellas eggs and bacon straight outta the tailgate. Best way to start the day!
SW got a bit late up, he was sleeping in the back of the 200, and called me up on the cell. "can you please come open the door for me?"
well, somehow the car couldn't be opened from the inside, behind the cargo barrier! Funny, and a bit scary
(some kind of messed up child-safety)
Spent some time putting in my t-stat, and the rear bolt of the housing just wouldn't tighten up. classic failure, just bad timing!
While i was digging around for a longer bolt to thread all the way through, Cas showed me a brand spanking new set of heli-coils.
Sweet, then i was able to use the oem bolt! I have to get a set like that!
We then could load our spare off the RTT and onto the trailer of Cas. And my spare Diff. and some other spares. And some spare beer.
The others eventually showed up, the blue LJ70, the CJ-lookalike and another hilux.
Off we went, and after a couple of hours SW decided he wanted to break in the diffs on the BJ70 with some easy flat hwy miles.
I drove the 200, my girl took over the 61, SW got his smile on in the BJ.
All went well, for many miles, we were joking and having fun on the CB.
Suddenly no cruisers were to be seen in my rear view mirror,
and Martin at the rear called out on the radio: SW out of the road, SW out of the road.
It sounded bad, and i had to drive a mile or so to find a place to turn around with the trailer.
Radio got silent. V8 unleashed its powers when i drove back to my friends, hoping no one got hurt.
The BJ was laying on the side in a deep ditch and was all banged up.
I got really worried when i saw the impact zone, it went down hard.
After a few frustrating seconds, SW showed up behind the car, and he was standing up.
We did the basic check on him, and other than beeing in shock, he seemed fine.
Torn up, of course, for wrecking the cruiser. We all had a moment of joy, for him beeing ok.
Medics, fire dept and police showed up within short time, in the middle of nowhere, and he was taken care of by the medics for a thorough check.
After some argument with the fire department, we got around to winch the cruiser out of the ditch, and we could easily see that everything was messed up.
Crooked frame, broken engine and tranny mount, front axle was displaced on the leaves, b pillar was pushing the seat into the center of the car, rear mounted batteries had come loose from their mounts, everything was pretty bad.
Amazing that he walked out of it, just bruised up. RF had hit the ditch first, flipping the car air borne, corkscrewed and landed on ds front corner and banged down on the drivers side, then slid back into the ditch while on the side.

Woke up and my lovely girl served me end my fellas eggs and bacon straight outta the tailgate. Best way to start the day!
SW got a bit late up, he was sleeping in the back of the 200, and called me up on the cell. "can you please come open the door for me?"
well, somehow the car couldn't be opened from the inside, behind the cargo barrier! Funny, and a bit scary

(some kind of messed up child-safety)
Spent some time putting in my t-stat, and the rear bolt of the housing just wouldn't tighten up. classic failure, just bad timing!
While i was digging around for a longer bolt to thread all the way through, Cas showed me a brand spanking new set of heli-coils.
Sweet, then i was able to use the oem bolt! I have to get a set like that!

We then could load our spare off the RTT and onto the trailer of Cas. And my spare Diff. and some other spares. And some spare beer.
The others eventually showed up, the blue LJ70, the CJ-lookalike and another hilux.
Off we went, and after a couple of hours SW decided he wanted to break in the diffs on the BJ70 with some easy flat hwy miles.
I drove the 200, my girl took over the 61, SW got his smile on in the BJ.
All went well, for many miles, we were joking and having fun on the CB.
Suddenly no cruisers were to be seen in my rear view mirror,
and Martin at the rear called out on the radio: SW out of the road, SW out of the road.
It sounded bad, and i had to drive a mile or so to find a place to turn around with the trailer.
Radio got silent. V8 unleashed its powers when i drove back to my friends, hoping no one got hurt.
The BJ was laying on the side in a deep ditch and was all banged up.
I got really worried when i saw the impact zone, it went down hard.
After a few frustrating seconds, SW showed up behind the car, and he was standing up.
We did the basic check on him, and other than beeing in shock, he seemed fine.
Torn up, of course, for wrecking the cruiser. We all had a moment of joy, for him beeing ok.
Medics, fire dept and police showed up within short time, in the middle of nowhere, and he was taken care of by the medics for a thorough check.
After some argument with the fire department, we got around to winch the cruiser out of the ditch, and we could easily see that everything was messed up.
Crooked frame, broken engine and tranny mount, front axle was displaced on the leaves, b pillar was pushing the seat into the center of the car, rear mounted batteries had come loose from their mounts, everything was pretty bad.
Amazing that he walked out of it, just bruised up. RF had hit the ditch first, flipping the car air borne, corkscrewed and landed on ds front corner and banged down on the drivers side, then slid back into the ditch while on the side.