Well done! Reading that, it’s obvious that your rage and panic were stopping you from thinking straight, but you got there in the end, matching the radio, 9:1 and antenna!
As for potholes, Alex noted my lack of deviation when I was driving the 110 back up a pretty destroyed Glenshee road after Goat and Double Goat Day. On the way down, the arse fell out of the storage box beneath my seat, scattering my jump leads across the road.
Bloody pot holes!