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Scotty, Guardian Angel

THE HEAT PUSHING OFF THE ENGINE was obvious, radiating through the vents and steaming up the windshield. “Are all those lights usually on like that?” asked one of the clients, who was deeply concerned with the health of our vehicle, but also with my casual response to the flurry of warning lights that flashed when I keyed the ignition.

I assured him and his friend that there was nothing to worry about because this rig had been through much worse. Both of them seemed irrationally at ease trusting the

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