The next morning, he went to the scrapyard, ripped the Davilon Autoradio out of the dashboard, and buried it under three tons of scrap metal.
A long silence. Then a crackle of distant thunder. Davilon Autoradio Handleiding
Felix’s hand hovered over the wire. He laughed nervously. “Nice prank. Did Bjorn put you up to this?” The next morning, he went to the scrapyard,
Felix cleared his throat. “Uh. October 26th, 2024.” The next morning
The next morning, he went to the scrapyard, ripped the Davilon Autoradio out of the dashboard, and buried it under three tons of scrap metal.
A long silence. Then a crackle of distant thunder.
Felix’s hand hovered over the wire. He laughed nervously. “Nice prank. Did Bjorn put you up to this?”
Felix cleared his throat. “Uh. October 26th, 2024.”