Ha! She has a wicked sense of humor! My best man (a Rolls-Royce technician) did the same thing to our '51 M.G. TD at our wedding reception 46 years ago, switching #2 and#3. What he didn't know was that the starter was on the fritz. I had to hand crank the car while Lucy steamed up the windows and all our wedding guests were standing around under umbrellas. It ran fine when I parked it there earlier. When I finally got it started, I wasn't about to shut it down again to see what the problem was, so we putt-putted away on two cylinders until we got to the covered entrance of the elementary school round the corner where I quickly discovered my friend's devious prank . . .