Car service — logbook Toyota Altezza, 2001

Recently noticed that I have problems with the bumper. On the right side, the piece of iron on which it was bolted broke. I was afraid that someday I would leave it on the road. It is also annoying that drivers are trying to point out my breakdown to me, they start showing me different signs while driving, and this scares me.
I decided that I should find a car service. I found the address on the Internet and went. I traveled the streets of Odintsovo for a long time, but I did not find anything. Then I called them, it turned out that they are not working at all today. Well, okay, do not care, I thought, and went home. On the way I saw a pointer-Car Service 300 meters.
I turned from the second row :).
Oh, these car services, it’s certainly interesting there, but I get terrified of so many broken cars. Altezon, I think, is also not very fun. For a baby, it's like a hospital or even a cemetery.
On the territory of this, you can generally shoot horror films, half-abandoned buildings, rusty, wrecked cars.
Has arrived. Stopped. I went up to the first person I saw, of course, a non-Russian. I couldn’t explain anything to him normally, I stuttered, mumbled something, though it was very scary. Then I noticed two more who looked at me strangely.
The first one told me that he was in charge of hodovka and called his colleague. The second man was in tattoos, with a ring on his finger, in a suit, and I still remember the shrouded boots. I thought, do mechanics walk like that. This strange man told me to follow me. I drove about 15 meters. I am driving and I think I can turn back. I also noticed some strange iron structures that looked like torture devices.
A man went into a barn, took out the tools. Screwed me this stupid bumper. He said, if he won’t hold on, then it will be necessary to shoot and see what’s wrong with him, while he said to ride like that. He didn't take any money from me. He also said you were kidding me when I asked about the price. OK it's all over Now:)
Now I'm sitting and thinking, well, when will there be a man next to me who can mess with me and with my Altezka. I would even let him ride it sometimes :)

And also, earlier on the streets of Moscow I so rarely saw Altezki, and for the last week I see Alec almost every day. So nice :)