One perhaps for Mr Cheerful - battery testers

We were somewhere around Barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugs began to take hold. I remember "Mrcheerful" saying something like:

Ditto. In the early 90s I sorely abused a pozi SO that I'd bought in the mid-70s some 400 miles away; I halted by a SO van in the street, outside a local workshop. The SO guy didn't know me from Adam, but without hesitation replaced the broken shaft. That was a test to see how good the no-question lifetime guarantee was. From that bloke I bought a proper decent timing light kit and a few other things, so it was worth his while to keep me happy on that small item.