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A holy man walks and/or drives among us! I proclaim to all... Behold, the Mullah took most of his Sunday to heal (and I mean HEAL) my 1987 240 DL which had lo, one tire in heaven. I publicly thank him for hs time AND expertise when it comes to these creatures. The man knows Volvos. I also curse the demons that possessed his 960 and forced him to get an Avalon! Thank you Mullah. You have hands of gold (and silicone grease).
What did he do? He replaced all my brakes (front and back), redid the electrical wiring, replaced my BROWN and sludgy spark plugs and fixed the distributor. There was so much air in my brakes, I surprised the car didn't have an embolism. He bled 'em, replaced 'em and now the car drives. Oh, Lordy, how it drives! My only regret is that I no longer have a brake squeal like a locomotive, so I'll have to find something else to piss off my next door neighbor.
Mullah, you da man!
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