The Legendary Mechanic Wiki Novels & Stories

💦Under the Hood 💦 “God, please tell me you can fix it today.” I stood in the garage bay of the auto shop, arms crossed under my breasts, wearing a tight white tank top and tiny denim shorts that barely covered my ass. My car was smoking earlier, and I was desperate. The mechanic who walked out from under a lifted truck wiped his hands on a rag and looked me up and down slowly. Damn. He was tall, muscular, covered in grease and tattoos, with strong forearms and a dirty white tank top that clung to his broad chest. His name tag read Mark.

The police and fire trucks arrived quickly, their sirens blaring, and cordoned off the entire downhill section. When the police took my statement, I voluntarily handed over the HD video recording of the entire incident. It clearly showed how the car lost control and slid into the sand pit, and how Billy consciously pleaded for my help after. He got lucky and didn't end up killed on the spot. However, the van's flying door had severed his leg upon landing. His leg was barely even holding together by a thin epidermal layer when the paramedics carried him into the ambulance. His face was contorted in pain. However, he still managed to point at me and shout at the police, "It was him! That mecha

Removing car parts, attaching spare parts, fixing the car's engine, and all that stuff. The only thing keeping me going is my plan for a better life for my mother. Anytime I feel any weakness I always put my mother first. Whenever I'm working it's just as if... it just feels as if my mother is cheering me on. Telling me... Son, don't give up, you will make it in this life. I love my mother so much, too much. If anything ever happens to her my whole life would be ruined. "How come every mechanic I see here is dirty?" Hilton asked.

"My friend, James, is a mechanic. Let him take a look. Maybe he could figure out why the car isn't working right now." Nervously, the driver's eyes darted between the five of them, and when Jame took a step towards the hood of the car, the driver lashed out, "Oh no, don't get closer asshole!" At first, Jame was confused about why Elijah lied about him being an auto mechanic, but then he realized... it was to find out if the car was actually having trouble or the driver was just lying. "You are a part of those making the road unsafe at night, Am I right?" Elijah asked, staring hard at the driver.

Mechanic Wanted. He knew he should keep driving, take himself out of here and go someplace where he could stay away from people until he got his head on straight again. But, before he'd become a well-known NASCAR driver, he had been a top, hotshot mechanic, trained by his father and his uncles. Maybe Fate or whatever had led him here. Maybe this was supposed to be the place where he got his shit together.