And almost died in the process.
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| This is me looking at how far under the car I actually have to go |
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| This is me having a mild panic attack and asking Chris how many people die from faulty car jacks each year |
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| This is me being a badass |
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| This is me talking smack about how badass I am |
One tarantula bite, two sand spurs and a third degree burn later, and I am officially a master mechanic.
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