pirms gadiem sešiem vēl medicīnas uzziņu izsniedza tikai uz 5 gadiem nevis 10, attiecīgi daudzi brauc bez derīgas medicīnas uzziņas..

a Trest'ā neviens nepildās? tā jau biku lētāka degviela un ar atlaižu karti vēl santīms nost.. rindu ar nav.. par degvielas kvalitāti tik īsti nezinu.. pareti sanāk braukāt, tapēc neesmu izjutis atšķirību.. bet tā arī pildos kur pa ceļam sanāk..

ja es esmu atradis numura ziimi vai pasi, man nav laika doties uz kkaadu migraacijas dienestu vai CSDD.. taa kaa man nav laika, tad es varu noziedot 1 min nu piezvaniit uz radio un par to pazinjot.. ja iipashniekam vajag, lai meklee mani un satiek mani MAN izdeviigaa vietaa un laikaa.. neteereeshu es savu daargo laiku staigaajot uz dazhaadaam iestaadeem taapeec, ka kaads indiviids ir dzeerumaa pazaudeejis pasi..

Pasham ar Jawa 350/638 siiciibaa gadijaas visaadi piedziivojumi. Arii tika pashrociigi aizdedze reguleeta, un testa brauciens bez taa saanu vaacinja un bremzeem.. aatrums nebij liels, pirms liikuma veel nodomaaju, ka jaauzgaazee veel peedeejo reizi lai redz vai abi stobri riktiigi rubii un tad peedeejaa briidii jaabremzee.. uzgaazeets tika, bet pussekundi pirms bremzeeshanas atcereejos ka pakaljeejaas bremzes ta nav.. cerinju kruumaa braukt iekshaa negribeejaas tapee meegjinaaju liikumu iznjemt bremzeejot ar prieksheejaam bremzeem.. protams rats sliid laukaa (zemes celjsh).. bet nu beigaas sameeraa veixmiigi.. praktiski kaa nokritu taa ar mocim aatrums bij pie nulles.. skaade tik vien kaa nolauzta taa peka (kur kaaju tur) un aizdedze pilna ar smiltiim..

Ta veel ir gadijies lietus laikaa pa grants celju tikt vilktam ar otru moci.. biju saklausijies gudros staastus ka Jawaam meedzot kaarbas chakareeties, ka skaade neesot liela, tik kaarba jaapaarjauc.. taa un pa grants celju braucot peeksni juutu ka vairs nevelk.. ruukt ruuc bet uz priekshu neiet.. tik kkaada shviikonjas skanja.. atcereejos gudros staastus par kaarbu un domaaju ka nav jeega neko tur jaukt laukaa uz celja, shtrumentu ta pamaz liidzi, diez vai ko izdariis.. taa nu tika vilkts ap 30 km ar otru Jawu.. maajaas jaucot izraadijaas ka tik vien taa skaade kaa kjeede nokritusi..

Ta veel jautriiba ar tiem adatu gultnjiem, kas kaarbaa sabirushi.. ar pinceti itkaa izlasiiti laukaa, bet protams kaac palika.. kas arii iekjiileejaas starp virzuli un cilindru.. tad itkaa palikushos izkjekseeju ar picenti un lukturiiti spiidinot iekshaa.. kad arii to peec paaris km nokjiileeja tad sapratu, ka laikam leetaak ir izjaukt kaarbu nekaa veel nez cik motorus mainiit.. bet nu kopumaa jautri.. prieks atcereeties.. un kaa riidziniekam prieks par ieguutajaam zinaashaam motoru jaukshanaa.. Riigaa dziivojot maz taadu iespeeju, ja nav savas garaazhas.. un kaa jau te daudzi ir izteikushies, taas izjuutas, ka pac kko esi salicis kopaa un tas tieshaam ruuc... tas ir to veerts..

Ar auto arii taa pati proba, ka ratu nepievelc un domaa ka gultnis beigts vai veel kkas.. tik jociigi likaas, ka nevareeja redzeet ka tas rats buutu skiibs vai skruuves valaa vai kas.. veel tieshi par to biju dzirdeejis un skatijos.. bet nu nemaaceeju uz aci pateikt..

Little Johnny runs into the kitchen and shouts:

-Mom mom, there's a dead fish in grandmothers room!

-No son, theres not a dead fish. There is grandma lying in her bed, she is sick and she needs to have a rest.

After some time again little Johnny runs into the kitchen:

-Mom mom, there's a dead fish in grandmothers room!

-No, there cant be a dead fish there, theres just ill grandma.

Ang again after some time he runs into the kitchen and shouts:

-But mom, there is a dead fish in grandmas room.

-ok ok, lets go and see the dead fish.

So they go into grandmas room and mother asks:

-ok, show me where is the dead fish.

Little Johnny pulls of the blanket and point toward to grandma saying:

-There's the dead fish!!

Mother answers:

-No Johnny, thats not a dead fish. Thats grandmothers pusssy.

To what little Johnny replies:

-Yes, but it tastes like dead fish..

Little Johnny runs into the kitchen and shouts:

-Mom mom, there's a dead fish in grandmothers room!

-No son, theres not a dead fish. There is grandma lying in her bed, she is sick and she needs to have a rest.

After some time again little Johnny runs into the kitchen:

-Mom mom, there's a dead fish in grandmothers room!

-No, there cant be a dead fish there, theres just ill grandma.

Ang again after some time he runs into the kitchen and shouts:

-But mom, there is a dead fish in grandmas room.

-ok ok, lets go and see the dead fish.

So they go into grandmas room and mother asks:

-ok, show me where is the dead fish.

Little Johnny pulls of the blanket and point toward to grandma saying:

-There's the dead fish!!

Mother answers:

-No Johnny, thats not a dead fish. Thats grandmothers pussy.

To what little Johnny replies:

-Yes, but it tastes like dead fish..