Which is Ichtegems (our grease monkey comes from there J) for: ouch, broken! We were not even an hour on our way to London when the right wheel of the trailer exploded. Big Bang. Molecules going everywhere, and the wheel dancing on its own on the highway. Luckily our driver had the hands on the wheel, and the eyes on the road. But the tire kaput de pas de vermak. And we had a ferry to catch (the tunnel had a burnout and could not be bothered J). Stefaan changed us the wheel in less than eight minutes. Respect.
