06/02/2026
Out of all the cars I have sold there are only 3 that have not come back to me for repairs after some sort of incident. Some have come back a multitude of times and had many many hours and many free parts thrown into them to get them back on track.
These cars are like my kids, if they are sick or broken... I am not content to sit back and watch. I tear into them as much for me as the owner. I rarely get paid for the hours it takes, but I do get paid by knowing I helped someone continue to do what they love to do. That is what I love to do.
I am not sure what that is worth, but this job was worth a hug. And that is Gold. Appreciation... is Everything to me. So when I get reminders like this I get paid all over again, and it makes up for the ones that took me for granted.
There are definitely times I struggle with why I continue to step up when some of the people I have done the most for, seem to forget the times I stepped up for them and fixed their car for nothing, or pennies on the dollar. But I will always be me, and that's on them. I know what I bring to the plate, and I know they are the ones missing out by their own decisions and will regret it when they have to pay someone else what a job is actually worth.
So, when they bail on me I add up their bill for the last several years and we figure out who the bad guy really is, and then I pin it up on my wall for future reference... should I ever start feeling like I did something wrong.
