It was a 93 Saturn. The guy was 63 but looked like he could have been a 75 year old in very poor health. As we began driving and the car started bouncing and acting like the front wheels or axle might fall off at any moment I debated if I should just turn around and tell him to come back with a better vehicle.
"Will this car be able to drive on the highway?" I ask. "Dunno" he responds. Probably not. Just bought it. Do we really have to go on the highway?"
Well, the car shakes a little less as we go a little faster, the alignment problem doesn't get any worse and my client is performing very well so I keep going but when we get onto the highway I am praying that everything holds together so I don't have to walk back to our test site. We make it home, the old dude passes and is very happy. I get out and would have kissed the ground but I didn't want my lips to touch any rust or engine fluids.
Creepy
junk key
clunky bunk key
engine filled with all things gunky
defrost blower worketh poorly
rattles prattles steering squirrely
bumping humping old rust dumping
Smells like gas and rancid smoke
shakes like jelly belly folk
carpet ripped, doors ajar
glad we needent travel far
old guy driving on the line
almost stalls it every time
pencil shaking but I'm fine
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