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7AM,i leave the WaffleHouse,climb into the KenworthW900 and start driving. a mile down the interstate,theres this loud KABOOM! the cab fills with smoke and the oil pressure guage is 0.boost guage is dead,and the truck is sputtering along.i can barely get the thing off the road.i look out the mirrors and theres this huge cloud of black smoke coming out of the pipes.i shut the engine off and coasted down an exit.i cant even see the back of the trailer. people are yelling at me about their paintjobs and a cop with a white car with oil spots on it shows up(UH-OH).fortunately,i had killed the motor before it sucked down pieces of the turbo.
My child, you have come to me my son. For who now is your father if it is not me? I am the well spring, from which you flow. When I am gone, you will have never been. What would your world be, without me? My son.
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