Cars: What makes them go?

Sutton Park in that ... ... Mecca that is ... always makes me think of seeds. Sutton's Seeds. I lack the ... basics following it comes to ... of cars, their engines, wha

Sutton Park in that delectable industrial Mecca that is Birmingham always makes me think of seeds. Sutton's Seeds.

I deficiency the fundamental basics in the same way as it comes to knowledge of cars, their engines, what makes them go. I put the key in the ignition, I incline it and if it doesn't work, I'll calmly acquire out and attempt the key in another car's ignition. abandoned joking. Basically, if it doesn't work, I'll shrug, get out, fix out my thumb and acquire a lift subsequently someone who has a car who has a key that seemed to affect that morning. Or something.

Now batteries exist not and no-one else in torches that you locate in the boots of cars, but actually, I have before learnt, exist in engines as without difficulty and dependence to remain sufficiently charged.

So, later than me and my sweetheart used to go and steer to Sutton Park (see, there is logic to this piece) and setting all clandestine and excited, if it was raining we would sit in the car until the rain had passed. We were remarkably lucky bearing in mind our clandestineness cos the weather would as a deem withhold out for us. A passing shower was the isolated dampener to our ardour.

But on one particularly damp Thursday, our ardour was capably and in fact brought to an abrupt halt by that most typical of Britishy weathers, a drizzle. Not a monsoon. Just a wistful drizzle. We retired help to the car from the bushes and sat.

And sat.

Time to put the radio on. Well, the weather stayed the same, and a couple of hours higher it was mature for us to go our sever ways. However, having the radio upon for two or correspondingly hours had made the key used to direction the engine on not work.

I'm courting a lady here and am in a tight spot. She sagely informs me that the battery has behind flat, due to our having been playing the radio whilst the car has been parked.

I nod. I wave in a mannerism as to recommend that she will be telling me more. No. That would appear to be that. The battery has taking into account flat. I thought some words of shrewdness would make it not be flat, but no, something will have to be done.

Then the sun comes out. Had it come from astern the clouds a couple of hours earlier, the engine would now be working. I think the sun might actually be smirking, but I can't be sure.

Sweetheart passes me some thick pieces of cable, correspondingly we can be towed. As I wander exceeding to a user-friendly car to ask for assistance, I listen her say me that they are "jump leads." I've heard of these.

Well, fortunately, at this point, I learn that she isn't enormously clear which nasty bit is the positive, which is negative. I tone upon level terms again, while awkward. The couple in the car I had been regarding are watching. I can accomplish one of two things here. I can endanger myself considerably, or simper inanely, allowing the man in the additional car to impress his girlfriend no end next his knowledge of electrical currents.

My simper melts him. He's and no-one else too flattering to tote up the leads correctly, rev his engine to the narrowing where I'm frightened and impress his girlfriend into the bargain. His achievement to have his car remain stationary whilst he depresses the accelerator to the level that would have had him pulled exceeding on the motorway, had he been in gear, causes the blonde in his passenger chair to visibly swoon later than delight. She's impressed.

Turns out my sweetheart was more impressed that I didn't know how to sort out a flat battery...

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