Everyone is a Mechanic

“Yeah, here’s your problem. A blown floozywhatsit. I can fix that right up for some of your tuna.”

So far, Serenity and me have gone about 3,000 miles together over some amazing and truly terrifying terrain. She’s ran like a champ without a single issue. But I often wake up to the animal inspection committee checking out my engine for me.

They work cheap but not for free.

“We are concerned you are overloading your suspension. We will take that loaf of bread off your hands.”

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