It was a dirty job but someone had to do it

By the time I'd finished installing the exhausts I looked like a coal miner! Amazingly enough, I was allowed back indoors and after a very long and thorough scrubbing I returned to a near-clean condition. A few days on, and some of the scratches and grazes are healing up nicely, my fingernails are *almost* presentable, and many of the strange aches are passing.

If only I could have driven the car over the new exhausts and had them magically ascend into place ...