"Well, let's take a look," says Dean, gloves fallen and forgotten as he gets up on his knees, cramming his head into the space above them that houses the engine. "My daddy used to say a good engine was like a lover, find out what makes her purr and she'll treat you right forever."
He pokes around a bit, running his fingers here and there, just feeling her out, before he asks, "You got a three quarter ratchet in that box?"
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Date: 2011-12-29 05:28 am (UTC)He pokes around a bit, running his fingers here and there, just feeling her out, before he asks, "You got a three quarter ratchet in that box?"