“It can be done and it will be done,” and
they were all, “Can not,” and he was all,
“Can so,” and they were all, “No way,”
and he was all, “Way,” so off they went
again, this time for a whole year, and...
nothing.
So they go back to Ford and there’s
lots of tears and finger-pointing and hair
pulling and Ford sends them off again,
and tells them it will be done again and
then, in the lab, somewhere between
folding origami swans out of their notes
and making fart noises every time
someone mentions the word “Ford,” his
engineers do the impossible. They
discover how to make his eight-cylinder
engine block.