Resigning to driving a porous vehicle south of the border.
Low grade, high maintenance
Gracelessly plugging away in this automotive death machine
Crudely placed jokes, poorly represented passengers
Rpm’s require CPR
On route to Mexico, the engine ceases
Smoke permeates the air, impairing vision
Frantically towing this albatross manually onto the nearby shoulder
Dialing the cellular phone with bluster, his insides ooze with dismay and embarrassment
Assistance eventual but scarcely immediate
Situation unforgettable only for its nightmarish attributes
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