Last Saturday, having fitted a diff off of E-bay, we went out over Exmoor to Lynmouth to try my work out. All went well until coming home this side of Wheddon Cross a cock pheasant strolled into the road. I braked, big cloud of feathers, no body in road behind, so I thought all was well. Lots of feathers still blowing up and then a terrific knocking noise, sounded as though there was rubbish in the fan or worse. I stopped and found a pheasant in it's "death-throws" on the flat area in front of the radiator grill. The only damage was he had knocked one of the foglights backwards. Perhaps this part of the car should be called "Road kill slab".
David.
David.
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