...when I get one of those "where's the engine" looks from people.
Stopped at a gas station on Saturday to top up a slow leak and decided to pump up my spare tire while I was at it.
Out come two young guys from Timmie's just as I pull the hood up and reach in with the air line. They stopped dead in their tracks about 10 feet away, staring at the front of the car.
They were too shy to say anything to me, and I couldn't understand what they were saying to each other (quietly talking in an oriental dialect), but from the looks & the hand waving I think they were pretty much floored by the fact that the engine wasn't where they expected.
Sometimes it's the simple things that make your day.
