Joe: My
Trans Am's pretty sweet but I really don't know
diddly squat about cars. I need to befriend a good mechanic so I can keep her running sweet.
Jon: I punched a dude at the bar last Friday. Little did I know that he would be the mechanic that would be doing my
brake job last Monday. Now I'm laid up in the hospital with a fractured skull and my car's somewhere between a crusher and a foundry.