We drove around half of London without the front part of the radio in this Ka called Harvey earlier today, before stealthily parking to buy some milk, a loaf of bread and to post a postcard.
Then, whilst paused, I found the radio fascia in the side pocket and clipped it in. It lasted for about ten minutes of me driving before I accidentally pressed the eject button, which made it flip across to the unreachable part of the footwell.
When I retrieved it later, I noticed the radio was called a Sony Xplode. Very appropriate.
no Swiss quarky xplode either (britney vs muse)
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