So my cousin goes into hospital to have major surgery performed on him. Comes out a week later and is at home resting. His father takes his car out. Five minutes into the drive the car completely dies on him. He steps out opens the bonnet and to his shock realizes the sump is missing. Shocked yet? It gets better…
Now we rewind back to while my cousin was in hospital. His brother who is 16 and has only had his ‘L’ plates for a few weeks decided to take his brothers car out with his mates who took their parents cars (some of these kids don’t even have their license yet). Their hooning around and his brother goes really fast over a feature in the road (I’m not too sure on the details here) and of course hits the front under-section of the car. At this point he’s aware he’s done something but unsure what. So he brings the car back to where his brother had parked it, parks it like it’s never been touch and *BANG* the events that unfolded are past history. You may be asking yourself, ‘how does he know all this’?! I know this because my cousin has a big mouth and told my brother, and of course my brother tells me. Stupid!
So now we fast forward to the present moment. The mechanic told my cousin that his engine is seized and he needs a new engine (I mean, of course it’s going to be, he ran the bloody thing without any oil!). The most unbelievable part is the price he quoted him; $800 for a reconditioned engine and just over a thousand (that’s including the engine) to be fitted nice and snug in his VT Commodore. That price just doesn’t add up in my opinion!
So the facts are a weeks stay in the hospital cost my cousin the engine in his car, hard earned cash he really can’t afford to spend and the uncertainty of never knowing what exactly happened to his prized possession, that is unless his brothers conscience caves in. I don’t see that happening…
I don’t know about you, but I’d be gunning for blood if I was in my cousin’s predicament. :weights:
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