ive never had any luck with cars
there always seems to be a problem
you wake up expecting to have a normal day
and that all goes to hell
when you turn the key
and your cars doesn't start
and just out of desperation you give it a little pump and try one more time; like your car is just on snooze.
but after trying many times to wake the beast
you relieze that this may take a little more that turning a key.
you go straight to the hood and open up the to engine
lookin around and poking your head where you know it doesnt belong. Grabing this turning that knowing none of it makes any sense and you really dont know what to do.
But instead of seeking help you call your brother father or freind that always seems to have troubles, hoping and preying in the futile attpets at car repair they could teach you that one thing that could fix all your problems.
but after hours of both of you baging your heads under a hood you realize that you dont know as much as you should.
cars are never as simple as simple matince ... shit goes wrong
and you dont know what to do.
and you will get fucked by the guy down at the garage.
but i will happily bend over each time and take it as long as he the savior of our lives is able to fix our problems.