We had been working on that Kaiser for a few weeks now. Damn thing was better off to waste in my father's garage if you ask me. It was all Watt's idea to ressurect it; his fault I've been slaving away my summer under the hood of a hot rod who had lost his heat. To top it off he couldn't ensure me it was even going to taste asphault again.
Apparently Watt's name was no indication to his strength with machinery...
"You know what, Cody?" he sighed, stepping away from the car. He wiped a bead of sweat away with his baseball cap. "I don't think we can make this puppy run on our own..."
I could have smack him upside the head; it would have been so easy... the wrench was sitting innocently on the ground next to me... However, I groaned irratably instead and burried my face in my hands. "If we ever get that thing workin', I'm gunna run you over with it."
He wasn't even paying attention to me, he was too busy working on getting the hood closed.
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