Misfortune never comes alone? - Toyota Corolla Ceres, 1.5 L, 1993

I finally waited for my hairpin, signed up early in the morning at a car service and drove off. I drove the car, sat down on the sofa, opened the magazine, talked to the owner of the service about this and that ... the door opens - there is a master, sadly like this: - another hairpin grunted.
Emae, I think, is not flooded.

The head of the service carried out an audit in their stocks - the necessary stud was not found. We jump into his car (see him for the first time) - we go to one store (closed), to another (closed). Eh, she wasn’t talking, we went to Nagorny (the car market in Perm) - we’ll definitely find something there.

The hairpin was found in the very first kiosk - though it is 30 rubles more expensive - but what is 30 rubles compared to a similar repair of 1,200 rubles?

As a result, in the service, they somehow removed all the nuts - they got stuck (they were heated, oiled, kept in a vice - in general, the Inquisition was arranged for them). But now you can safely change your butt ...

Still, it would snow - what happened is gone ...