My “new” car ran well for a long time. Then on a very cold morn-ing in January, I went to the garage and
. But the car.
It was frustrating. It just wouldn’t start. My brother came out to the
garage and. Finally the
motor was running, and I.
I arrived at work late and explained that
.When five o’clock came and I was ready, I went out to the parking lot to start my car. Andagain. Now I was mad.
Really mad! I looked at that car and shouted, “
!” Naturally, the car couldn’t understand what Isaid and just. One of my
co-workers was watching me and.
It was pretty embarrassing.
It took half an hour to start that car, but it. I wish it had never started. Two blocks from
work the engine , and I
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