The flaming vehicle

So, my jazz trio were driving to Geraldton to play at the lovely beachside venue, L’Attitude 28. We’d decided to take Adam’s car, as it’s a nice roomy station wagon which easily fits a double bass and a PA system. Feeling pretty safe, as he had just driven his car back from a gig in Denmark the previous day with no complications. I don’t know why we didn’t read the signs as we took off from his place… the funny engine noises, the painfully slow acceleration. About 20 minutes from home, we noticed the smoke drifting out of the front bonnet *cue dramatic music*.
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