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I hope they've turned up CSL.....
One of my friends bought a second hand bike, with only one key. Was going to get around to getting a key cut "one day". Parked in the bike park one day, keys on the seat while she took her helmet off. Keys slipped off and fell....into the grate of the stormwater drain that the back wheel was sitting on. Took three of us almost all day to retrieve them, in the end we got the Council to come and use a big vacum thingy to empty the drain of all the water and crap. Boy did it stink.
Another friend of ours lost her key at Wanganui the day after Boxing Day 2003 - we were all ready to go when she couldn't find it. We searched the motel unit, searcyed the route we'd walked to the track and back, went to the cop shop and sifted through the "lost keys" box, all to no avail. Got a locksmith in the end. Boxing Day 2004 when we got to the motel, they produced the keys - they'd fallen into the guts of the couch/sofa bed and had been found when someone opened up the couch to use as a bed.
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Being frustrated is disagreeable.
But the real disasters in life begin when you get what you want.
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