Russian car company.
I remembered how I repaired my first foreign mark.
My new Korean unit began to give strange knocks while driving, which caused me to worry. An obvious reason for a visit to the company service. In the service, careful mechanics in clean firm combinations, which was very pleasant after strange personalities in the VAZ service, quickly found a reason. The rear amortizers - summarized by the master, we change according to the guarantee. have changed. But the knock did not disappear. have thought. Gathered a consilium. I was driving a long time, listening. Changed something else. It seemed even worse. Some mechanic was shouting - well, this shit is knocking, look. Changed the shit. The Untold. Everything is free, with a guarantee. The guarantee master, indeed, after each replacement darkened his face. It was six o’clock, I began to lose hope and patience when after another replacement something was brought to Uncle Vasya.
Uncle Vasya was strikingly different from other employees of the service. He was dressed in the same shirt as the others, but it was obvious that he was eating, working, taking a bath, sleeping, and obviously wherever he could, but mostly drinking. Uncle Vasya was deadly drunk, and from his upper lip hanged a dried dough.
The car seats were covered with a film, Vasu was placed inside and driven. Not sinking, said Uncle Vasya, going out and trying to fall asleep standing, does not affect the speed. However, his colleagues did not allow him to rest. Then Uncle Vasya took the key and put it under the hood. To the timid attempts of the others to say that he was knocking from behind, he responded scrupulously, heavily, four-story. Three minutes from underneath the cap were heard knock-outs, bumping, cries. Then with the words, “Well, fuck,” Uncle Vasya dropped the key and turned off finally.
Guided by the apologizing eyes of all the service staff, I sat in the car and made an honorary circle around the courtyard.
The knock stopped.