Atleast ajue WD40 ni ya kulubricate, si ya kuinundate.
Hapo sasa.
introvert:
:D:D:D
Namna hiyo.
and the MOD does it again
Scorp
May 7, 2017, 9:15am
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Anakula kwangu and plus nampatia early experience that only a few could have ambayo itamsaidia baadaye kwenye maisha yake
Afro
May 7, 2017, 10:23am
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@introvert I once heard that in your death bed,it is the great experiencies you had with those who matter that you will remember. It is not the hectares of land you own that you will. On that note,lemmie go visit my younger siz,i miss the sibling rivary that somehow is never personal. Work can wait till tomorrow.
Guru
May 7, 2017, 11:35am
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Wow! Onyi kanyangia hapo. Those are moments Memsahib watches you from the kitchen window and smiles.
introvert:
This thread straddles Relationships and Motoring , but isorait, I’ll drop it here.
I have a son who is eight. A good kid.
He still thinks I am God…poor dude. I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.
Tries to copy everything I do.
Saturday, yesterday, after his recital of the 5-times table, I take him on for leaving his bike uncovered in Friday night’s rain. There is a custom-cut Tuskys jwala for that.
Water got to the plug so no matter how hard we yank at the cord it won’t start.
To my surprise he asks to use my tools and I oblige.
He clicks the plug spanner onto the ratchet and goes to work.
In a few minutes he has the plug out and he’s off to the kitchen.
He’s seen me doing this before, I just didn’t realize how keenly he was following.
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He recycles the plug and lets it cool on the kitchen sink for a while.
When it’s cool enough to handle he puts it back…ratchet, lead wire, etc.
All this time I’ve been watching without commenting.
When he is done he works the choke, yanks the cord and the two stroke barks alive.
I must say I am impressed. Too impressed to remember that we hadn’t added oil to the fuel mixture. Shait.
Kijana huyoo, helmet kichwani na ameondoka.
Fifteen minutes later he is back…pushing the bike.
The engine has seized and I should be upset.
Strange thing is, I’m not.
A chance has just presented itself for me to rebuild this engine with him, and I will gladly take it.
With this chance, hopefully, I’ll teach him a thing or two about being a grease monkey, and while at it give him something to tell his own kids about his childhood.
Do you have more room at your place?please adopt me…hehe enyewe wewe ni baba mzuri sana…hope watoi wana appreciate
introvert:
This thread straddles Relationships and Motoring , but isorait, I’ll drop it here.
I have a son who is eight. A good kid.
He still thinks I am God…poor dude. I’ll enjoy it while it lasts.
Tries to copy everything I do.
Saturday, yesterday, after his recital of the 5-times table, I take him on for leaving his bike uncovered in Friday night’s rain. There is a custom-cut Tuskys jwala for that.
Water got to the plug so no matter how hard we yank at the cord it won’t start.
To my surprise he asks to use my tools and I oblige.
He clicks the plug spanner onto the ratchet and goes to work.
In a few minutes he has the plug out and he’s off to the kitchen.
He’s seen me doing this before, I just didn’t realize how keenly he was following.
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He recycles the plug and lets it cool on the kitchen sink for a while.
When it’s cool enough to handle he puts it back…ratchet, lead wire, etc.
All this time I’ve been watching without commenting.
When he is done he works the choke, yanks the cord and the two stroke barks alive.
I must say I am impressed. Too impressed to remember that we hadn’t added oil to the fuel mixture. Shait.
Kijana huyoo, helmet kichwani na ameondoka.
Fifteen minutes later he is back…pushing the bike.
The engine has seized and I should be upset.
Strange thing is, I’m not.
A chance has just presented itself for me to rebuild this engine with him, and I will gladly take it.
With this chance, hopefully, I’ll teach him a thing or two about being a grease monkey, and while at it give him something to tell his own kids about his childhood.
8 years old you said? Thumbs up man. Continue mentoring him kabisa.
Couldn’t help but chuckle at this:
:D:D:D:D
safi sana vibonzo man
I remember when my little man was growing up he used to be very curious and interested in my line of trade,computers and tech.
Some few years down the line,whenever I needed some light jobs to be completed,I would just stretch my legs on the couch and watch him work away.
Well,later on puberty happened and that interest shifted to girls,never been the same since.
Hehe…just proves he’s normal. He’ll be back for sure. They don’t stray too far.
benja
May 8, 2017, 9:39am
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Introvert I envy your family…mama watoto can washa nduthi half kick, your elder son carries you kwa bike mkienda shule,now your eight year old is a genius who is a mekanika just like the dad…you are one lucky dad…brary crayon bandit.
I remember my old man(MHSRIP), used to have a Peugeot 404. Every now and then aki fungua bonnet niko hapo, aki angalia carburetor, niko hapo, akibadilisha tyre, namsaidia kuinua Jack.
One day alitoka akawacha hiyo Jalopy hapo. Mimi na my elder bro tuka chukua ufunguo. I had seen him drive all along and wanted to do it soo bad. Mimi huyo kwa driver’s sit. My elder bro the other side. Tukawa twatoka kwa compound hivi, tunakutana naye kwa gate. Nili freeze, kuwachilia clutch na gari ikazima. Alikua terror mseh !!
Nilijua hapa ile viboko ntakula ita cover mpaka ya next year. Surprisingly, he smiled, hugged me na kuingia aka kaa kati kati yetu hapo ndani. He asked me to show me what I knew. Aliona tu gari ikitoka hapo like a boss.
Tangu hiyo time mpaka aka pass, our relationship was never the same…
Kuja na ile drum ya 270 litres ya WD40.
Mboco
May 9, 2017, 6:55am
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I totally agree ,he is wired correctly, live red, neutral black earth green, sio kama wale wa room 254 ambao live ni green
Black mamba ya Raleigh ama?