Quoth Mr Hero
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Every so often, ol' Elrod would decide he was going to act pissy - therefore requiring my Mom to spend more money to have him worked on. Every time she got him straightened out, something else would happen - and more often than not, it involved something or other underneath the hood.
We'd call our former mechanic over (Big James did house calls) and he'd come over, pop his key in the ignition (he to this day still carries a spare set of keys for our vehicle and our house) and it'd start right up pretty as you please for him.
And Mom vowing up and down that Elrod didn't want to start earlier. . . . if I were home and would see that, I'd bust a gut laughing at her. It's as if that car knew that she was getting tired of putting him either in the shop or having James come over - and then. . . .
Sure Mom, the car hates you . . . .
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