I can't believe it. After posting about bad luck and frustration earlier today I experienced yet another dose. I didn't make it fifteen minutes away from our Calgary yard when all the bells, whistles and warning lights started going off on the truck. My second major breakdown in the last week.
In my last post I quoted the Russian proverb: "He that is afraid of bad luck will never know good". Perhaps what would be more appropriate for me is the old standby: "If it wasn't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all".
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