Indubitably. Or undoubtedly. Or both.
Nah, the problem was (a) Quasi bought the WrongUrpeeen(ActuallyOverpricedBavarian)Car, and (b) he took it to the wrong UrpeenFixatoreum. The ProperUrpeeenFixatoreums don't necessarily cost more than anywhere else, but they generally know what they're doing.
Generally.
Example: Had to have all the fuel pipes and brake pipes replaced on the 205GTi, so I though, "PHARK! this'll cost an arm and a leg!", and took it to Midas (at the suggestion of the MechanicWhoFailedTheWOFInspectionCozOfThePipesBein gCorroded). They had no pharking idea what they were doing, and their "half a day" turned into a day and a half.

So the $15/hour I saved was negated by the fact that (a) they took so long, and (b) they fucked up some other things because they didn't know what they were doing. Next time, I'll take it to TheApprovedUrpeenFixatorium, give them my wallet, bend over

, and take my Rogering like a man. Albeit a broke and broken one
I concur. Good on ya for being brave enough to admit it.

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