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I had a paper route with my Prelude. I had 250 logs on Sunday and I stopped to see what the terrible sound was when I started to drive off. I got out and wondered why the ground was so high.
My car was bottoming out on level ground.
Just 153-pound me and 250 Sunday newspapers.
I made two trips my five other Sundays--and lost money.
Then my clutch went out, I could not find a rental, called my manager to let her know my car broke down, rode my mechanic's wife's bike with a tire that kept going flat, which I stopped to inflate a couple of times during the nine-mile ride each way, pre-folded everything, and they fired me when I did not show up.
Apparently, I did not do enough, after that job broke my car.
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