Work, work, work, work. Today I went to work and stayed all day! I brought my lunch, so I never left my desk.
I walked around the garage this evening to see if the Corvette was still there in its restored condition. I ran my hand over the fiberglass. It was smooth and looked brand new.
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“What the hell, Robert,” Roy yelled when I told him the cost over a game of chess. “You paid that guy?”
“Yeah.”
“I think he ripped you off.”
“No. You need to see it. It looks better than showroom. Plus, he explained all the damage underneath, all the stuff he had to fix. It could have been worse.”
After chess, Roy and I drove over to Dr. Laighles’s place, and I showed him the car and the itemized list of repairs. He started it and sat in the driver’s seat revving the engine.
“It purrs like untamed
