Poor Jamie from Paulls Valley W.A.

Worked back late at work, and got real tired driving home. Woke up to find my showroom condition V8 Hilux ute, on what I reckon was about the third tumble of 6 roll overs. Degree of difficulty 3.5

 No injuries, close to home, so I left it where it was and walked home. My missus was waiting and said she didn't hear me coming. Reality was starting to get a bit hazy, and I was fighting off a mother of a headache, but I think I replied I'd had a bit of car trouble up the road and would sort it out tomorrow. Promptly went straight to bed.

 The missus gets up early to go to work, and then 5 minutes later comes  belting back in the door. "Car trouble? CAR TROUBLE? What the hell happened to your ute up the road? You silly #%#&@ bastard, are you alright? Why didn't you get me to take you for a checkup......blah blah blah ...."

 Anyway, the ute is reshelled and is looking as shmick as ever. No way do I want to lose that much headroom again, so it now has a custom internal roll cage. Cheers Jamie.