'If this conversion goes well, I could start up a business selling them!' Wilson continued, pulling on a pair of Marigold rubber gloves. 'After I've cleaned this one up...'
Uncle Zoltan emerged from his hive and announced sharply: 'There'll be trouble if you splash any of that oil on my house!' then after a moment's thought he asked, 'Are you sure that's an F1 racing engine?'
W replied doubtfully, 'Well, it might have come from a Ford Transit... you can never be quite sure with eBay.'
Uncle Z stated authoritatively, 'This came from a Bedford Van, my boy. Or possibly an old AEC Mammoth Major — there were a lot of those round when I was a pupa!'
With this he disappeared back inside, returning a moment later to say, 'When you've finished that, you can wash my hive! But use clean water, mind, and plenty of soap!'
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