“Where’s the key? Oh, they’re in here. Thanks for letting me drive your car.” Brooke says, getting in with her cute little black patent ballet flats. She gives the gas a few pumps and tries starting it. It spins over but doesn’t start. She keeps trying a couple of more times, still pumping on that gas pedal hoping it’ll catch.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get it started. Thank you for letting me try and crank it.” as she starts trying to get it started again. The car begins to sputter some and act like it’s wanting to run…she’s getting close. By the end of the video, she does manage to get it running and revs it up a little to clear it out.
**Real story from customer:
I had a lot of girls in high school who didn’t have a license yet ask if they could come start my car. I had an 85 Buick Regal that was pretty clean looking with rims but that carb was worn out from me driving it wide open all the time. I gave a lot of friends rides home and the girls always loved the soft seats it had. I loved when some of the cheerleaders after practice would ask to start my car because it sounded cool to them when it would start up. It was a chance for them to get in the drivers seat when they didn’t have a license or car of their own just yet. I loved watching these girls start my car because they didn’t know the exact method and would struggle. There would often be other friends around or seeing and laughing as they walk by. The girl would just laugh back because this wasn’t anything other than just playing in car. They had no idea what it was doing to me though.
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