While her husband was on a business trip, she used his car.
And suddenly the reverse sensor became passionate every time I tried to drive back, as if I had crashed into something.
A A A A A A A A! I broke my husband’s car. In hysteria, I thought and moved to maintenance.
Repair took 30 minutes.
From them, in 2 seconds, the mechanic removed the wooden leaf attached to the sensor, and for almost half an hour he roasted over me.
c) by Marinalevi