Well, with a little sweet talking, I managed to get the guy to look at it this afternoon.
He figured it out and I feel pretty stupid, which, I guess was inevitable.
I walked in there with my big list of things. Rattled off a bunch of nonsense about how I thought it was something to do with the fuel system.... blah blah blah....
I left him to his work and not an hour and a half later he called me at work.
Quote:
"So, what was the problem. It was all gummed up, right?"
"Nope."
"You had to change the fuel filter, eh? I knew it had to be something like that..."
"Nope."
"But you fixed it, right? I mean, it's not something major....is it?"
"Yep, I fixed it. Runs great. Like brand new."
"Well....?"
"I changed your plugs and wires, man. I wouldn't take it back to that shop up the road, that guy has no idea what he's doing."
"I think that's some sound advice. What's the damage?"
"Bring me $60, a case of beer and I'll have the keys waiting."
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I love this guy.
