Ammon is my hero (along with my papa). My car was giving me fits this semester. It would sometimes take one, two, three, ten times of turning the key for the car to actually start. So we had some discussion with my father who determined that my starter contacts were likely the issue. Kindly, he bought us the pieces we would need to replace. Then one sad day my car would not start. At all. With any number of key-turns. And so Ammon went to work.
With some help from Dad he disabled my vehicle and did some open heart surgery.
The starter contacts were definitely the problem, as you can see. It was a wee bit worn down.
But he fixed it!
And now I drive around burning all the gas my little heart desires (or that our little budget allows, hehe).
i love dads. they're amazing! who can determine that kind of stuff just by a phone call? dads!
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