Before I delve elbow deep into this next story it should be noted that I once took a pickaxe to the rear quarter panel of a station wagon, simply because it dared to have a flat tire when I needed to be somewhere. Based on the aforementioned information it is a very safe assumption that my knowledge and patience of and with malfunctioning automobiles is less than stellar. This fact; however, has never stopped me in helping others, regardless of how little assistance I actually can be in the automotive (in this case) and/or many other realms.

That being said…

One fine workday several years ago I was eating lunch with my friends Skeeter and Ted who were; in all actuality, vehicle mechanics. To be more specific both had; in fact, worked on numerous means of transportation I had owned. Togeth...

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