This is my entry for Day 2003: 5 Minute Freewrite: Tuesday - Prompt: tomorrow it would start
It is 30 minutes past midnight and Adre knows who messed up is his work at the moment He has been fixing this particular car for almost three days straight, and yet everything seems to go wrong.
He has used every trick on his sleeves, and he has consulted to mechanics that he knew, but still, things are not working well on his work and also this particular car.
"Is this car cursed or what?" he screams in his anger.
"Man, I should already give up, before it drives me crazy!" he makes his decision while throwing away the wrench in his hands.
His only hope is that by tomorrow it would start just fine, if not that he should send back the car to the owner.