I did the truck one. Don't sweat it, it's just weird. Day 1 is such rubbish as what to say if a one-legged Welsh lesbian asks for their fail to be explained in Urdu, how sticking oily fingers up your nose (or in other places) is bad and not a reason to ring injury-lawyers-for-U and how you should put YOUR name in the box marked NAME, not "Dennis" because that's what the pumps called. On day 2 you hit things with a toffee hammer, good goes ping, bad goes through like wet cardboard. Leave your brain at home, do what they say and you'll be fine.
Andy
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