This story is dedicated to a mechanic Doc Dre (founder of nutz&boltz radio show and Motorwatch Journal)as he told the story many years ago. Enjoy it!
He then asked me to start the engine. The longer it ran, the smoother it idled, and smoke stopped coming from the tailpipe."The Snappys are five bucks each," he said as he threw us each one. "I'll be back through from Chicago in a month. Try the Beans...and we'll settle up then."He jammed another cigar in his face, jumped into the Buick and slammed the door.
For the longest time I expected to see him, just barely peering over the steering wheel, every time I saw an oval-port Buick. The years drifted by. Recently, I thought I saw him driving a new Park Avenue. Have you ever noticed that when you owe someone money, you think about them? I mean, it's unfinished business. Maybe the oil companies DID get him or was it the cigars? I've still got my Snappy as a reminder that it wasn't just a dream. Oh, and those magic beans? But, that's another story.