He remembers telling me of one driver who carried all kinds of bugs on an old four:
- Imagine, I went out on the track in the morning and suddenly out of the hole, that instead of instruments, a rat jumped out on my knees, healthy, I barely entered the bus. And the rat jumped under the pedals and started to run there, and I was her foot, her foot!! to
How did it end?
and nothing. She got into the hole, in the floor, jumped out.