https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaMkOES-y3Y

That story reminds me of in 1964 myself, my wife, and two babies were on our way to San Francisco where I was stationed, coming back from Christmas leave in a 1953 Chevy. We were coming into a small town in Oregon when our car just quit. It was downhill and I coasted into a gas station / garage. The owner quickly diagnosed the problem it was the timing gear. I told him I was in the military and I didn't have much money and he said "we'll take care of it". He ordered the part and it was going to take a day or two to get it. He let me and my family stay with him and his wife. Meanwhile I helped him out at the garage and gas station. When he got the part, I helped him install it and he got my 53 Chevy running like a Swiss watch. When I asked him how much I owed him, he just charged me for the timing gear, no labor. I thanked him so much and made it a point to stop by his town on every trip to get gas and to thank him again.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaMkOES-y3Y

That story reminds me of in 1964 myself, my wife, and two babies were on our way to San Francisco where I was stationed, coming back from Christmas leave in a 1953 Chevy. We were coming into a small town in Oregon when our car just quit. It was downhill and I coasted into a gas station/garage. The owner quickly diagnosed the problem it was the timing gear. I told him I was in the military and I didn't have much money and he said "we'll take care of it". He ordered the part and it was going to take a day or two to get it. He let me and my family stay with him and his wife. Meanwhile, I helped him out at the garage and gas station. When he got the part, I helped him install it and he got my 53 Chevy running like a Swiss watch. When I asked him how much I owed him, he just charged me for the timing gear, no labor. I thanked him so much and made it a point to stop by his town on every trip to get gas and to thank him again.