Okay, I'm bored with Neopets (for once!) and can't do any more work as I am starting to feel the strain on the back of my neck, and KS is still doing work (dang you boy, don't live for the company!) so I'm going to tell you more tales of Eric as promised. Sorry Eric, my own stories aren't as colourful as yours and since you'd never blog...
Since I told you the most recent incident that happened to him, I'll go backwards in time. This one has to do with his car's gas tank.
About the end of last year, he came to pay KS and I a visit in my in-law's home. Upon reaching, we greeted him with open doors (Ah Jin the dog who has many victims was securely locked up) and found him instead crouching on all fours looking under his car. He explained that at a curve he negotiated neaby, a loud scraping sound screeched from below his car and he was looking to see what was making all that racket.
He found a metal strip apparently stuck to his car so he yanked it out, took one curious glance at it, flung it into a vacant lot opposite the house and shrugged off any other thought to it.
Until early this year. One morning on his way into his office car park, he heard a loud thud and came down to inspect what it was. This time, it was quite evident that his gas tank was protruding from below. Gingerly, he manouvered his car into a parking lot and called his mechanic.
His mechanic came up with the brilliant idea of asking him to drive to the workshop, which wasn't far off but STILL. And Eric, obediently following his mechanic's advice, drove his car slowly onto the highway. I must say he managed to go quite a distance with the tank hanging precariously on one belt (yup, it was one of two belts that he threw away last year) until he approached a road bump. Not expecting to make it, he tried to go as slow as he could but...
CRASH! The belt gave way and the entire tank landed on the road. He had just filled his tank to it's brim the night before. Petrol started spilling onto the road but thank goodness it wasn't gushing from any cracks. He managed to drag his car to the side of the road although I wonder how he did that without creating any sparks with the tank on the tar.
In the end, the mechanic had to drive his tow truck to take his car away. But before that, he had to risk his life by crawling under the car to slowly drain the petrol tank. He was soaked in petrol and should there have been even a mere spark, he, along with Eric and car, would have been engulfed by some spectacular flames.
Now, how many people do you know who've had his gas tank fall out AND find a 10 foot long python in his 12th floor apartment? Wait, there's more. Until the next episode.
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