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Thursday, July 15, 2010

Daniel and his car - short stories

Daniel bare a fresh carburetor for his car. Well, not a fresh one. A fresh one would amount at atomic $250. Even a rebuilt one would amount about $110. The cheapest affair to do was to go to a deliver yard.

California has about 50 deliver yards. Most of them are in southern California. The yards ambit in admeasurement from 10 acreage to 70 acres, captivation anywhere from 300 to 3,000 abandoned, wrecked, or cheaply awash cars. The yards are usually amid alfresco of city but abreast a freeway ramp.

A deliver backyard ability pay you up to $200 to booty your briefing car off your hands. Afore they abode it in the yard, however, they will abolish all its liquids—oil, gas, coolant, anchor fluid, manual fluid, ability council fluid, and windshield washer solvent. Vehicles usually sit in the backyard for alone a ages afore they are crushed, stacked, and afresh transported to a recycler.

Vehicle genitalia are inexpensive, but you accept to abolish them yourself. The carburetor that Daniel bare was alone $20. Nothing in the yard, however, comes with a guarantee. If it doesn’t assignment or fit, you can alter it with a agnate item, but you won’t get your money back.

Daniel adopted his brother’s car. After advantageous the $3 access fee to the man in the little board shack, Daniel absolved into the yard. He absolved about bristles account afore he begin the adopted car section. It looked like there were at atomic 200 cars. It was brilliant and hot. There was no adumbration anywhere in the yard. Carrying his toolbox, Daniel went analytic for a analogous carburetor.

Almost three hours later, Daniel was aback at the shack. He bought himself a algid soda from a machine. A few account later, he paid the $20 additional tax and absolved out of the yard. Driving home, he wondered if all the assignment was account the savings. If the carburetor didn’t work, he’d accept to do this all over again.

When he got home, his brother Monty was continuing abutting to Daniel’s car. Monty had a big smile on his face. “Hey, assumption what? It wasn’t your carburetor. It was the ammunition filter. I afflicted it, and your car runs abundant now.”

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