Disaster Averted

 This is going to be a short post, not one of my long-winded epics. 

Ok, "Disaster Averted."

Yay. Everything swapped over, and no broken bits

So yesterday I took my brand new swanky Guardian Designs steering wheel over to the lovely chaps at Wolf Performance to have it fitted...Yay!

Upon getting to their place, I was greeted by Danny and Kurtis, and we shared some canny banter, mainly me talking their lugs off in a manic fashion about my new book. I am excited about it, what can I say?

Anyhoo, my dad and I said farewell, we are off to Greggs for a couple of Greggs Dummies, some coffee, oh, and wait, I'll have a bacon and egg sandwich, hash browns and chuck in one of those chocolate doughnuts for good measure, I swear it's these steroids making me hungry all the time.

I've just finished me bacon sarnie when my phone rings. Ooh, it's Kurtis that didn't take long. I haven't even started my doughnut yet.

"Err, Glenn, a've got some bad news, that steering wheel is the wrong one," says Kurtis.

Me "Yer Joking." followed by a few redacted swear words.

"No", he says, " It's for a manual car, it hasn't got the cut-outs for your paddles." My car is for cripples, you see, an automatic.

"Ahh, reet, well, all come around to see you and pick up the steering wheel."

So off we go, and Kurtis explains he doesn't think we can modify the wheel. I am absolutely gutted, and thoughts of "Omg. I have just spent in excess of a grand on something I may now have to make into a wall clock," comes to mind.

But, and this is a huge but. I have been reading this book, it's called "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck." Now I don't know if it is this book, but lately, and since starting to read it, my fucks are very limited. So although I was disappointed, I didn't do what I usually do and go on and on and on, whining, until my dad says "Glenn will yer shut the fuck up whining, there's nowt you can do about it."

I even recognised that I had handled the disappointment in a much better way and discussed this with The Ern, and we both had a laugh over the irony of the situation.

I then fired off an email to Tomasz over at Guardian Designs explaining the issue. I was very surprised when he responded in about 30 minutes. On a Saturday, Tomasz is in Poland. 

Tomasz said I guess we both missed the fact that my car was an auto and needs the different parts to be fitted. But and here is an even bigger BUT. He told me not to worry, that the parts from my old steering wheel could be transferred over. I would then be able to fit my paddles and have the black inlays and the new leather wheel, just like I had purchased. Well, I was over the moon.

My dad ordered a trim removal kit, and that is what we have been doing today, changing all the parts over.

The airbag was a nightmare to get off. I was stressed when removing all the fiddly plastic bits, thinking Don't break, or snap. Oh, and I haven't been out for a ride in the car since fitting the steering wheel, so I hope it is aligned correctly, otherwise I will have to take it off again.

I learnt, I guess a valuable lesson over the last few days. Don't whine about stuff that you have no control over, and don't think too far into the future. 

Oh, and I guess I lied about this post not being too long, but you're here now, so...