I'm sorry to tell you you're wrong. I've looked under the bonnet in my car, and I can reveal that it's made of squirgly bits of metal wot no man shud kno wot of (absolutely none of which sparked, and I watched them for a really long time) and it runs on demon farts and the death of prehistoric molluscs.
Sorry you had a wasted afternoon. And evolved tentacles unnecessarily.
|Date:||June 13th, 2013 09:14 am (UTC)|| |
It's yer gunwales, innit?