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*Luke wipes the grease from his hands onto his.... grease-ridden pants. It's really pretty pointless, so he stops.*

*He lets out a breath and looks at the hood, sitting outside. He's ******** exhausted but...* Yeah, bring it! Let's get it done.

*Luke and Bard heave and carry the hood, which somehow had gotten heavier over the past five hours they'd been working.*

*Luke's face turns a lovely shade of red as they prop the hood against the ground. He rests for a minute. Gives Bard a look like 'holy s**t' and wipes his brow.* Okay... Okay.... One ... two ... three. *They lift up the hood and in about fifteen minutes, they have it attached to the hood.*

Yeeaah. You know. That might come in handy. *Luke goes and grabs a 10 gallon container of gasoline from the corner of Bard's garage. He carries it over and fills 'er up.*

*After he's done screwing back on the gasoline cap, he looks at the car. He looks it over, arching his neck from different angles. Then he looks at Bard in amazement.* I think... Holy s**t. *laughs as he rests his hands on the back.* I think that's it.

*Luke catches them, then looks down, confused. He looks back up, a hint of a smile starting to grow.* You're serious? *Luke shakes his head and holds them back out.* No, Bard, it's your car, man.

*Luke didn't need much convincing.* Well, alright. *With a wide grin, he hurries into the driver's seat.*

*Luke nods back. He knows Bard is waiting, but..... He looks at the inside of the car... looks at the ignition.... and he lets off a 'whhheewww' of appreciation. Grinning, he holds up the key.*

Ladies and gentleman! A drumroll please....

*Luke puts the key in the ignition and starts up the car.*

*CLICK*

*Luke frowns and tries it again.*

*CLICK.*

*He looks up at Bard and shakes his head.* ********.

*Luke bounds out of the car and over to Bard.* Are you ******** shitting me? *He lets out a breath and gets a handle on himself, as he stares under the hoood, down at the engine block. He starts looking for the problem...* Aw man... We double-checked, right? Everything we did. *It's more of a statement than a question.*

*Luke nodded. Right. It had to be something small. Along with Bard, Luke checks the fuel lines.... wires.... As he does this, he remembers when he worked on the 'Stang. That didn't start the first time. It didn't start the first ten times. He smiles a little as he's looking.*

*Alright, it wasn't the fuel line, wasn't the wiring, which was too bad. That would have been easy enough. Luke checks the battery, looking at the coil wires as Bard suggested, when...*

*Luke spurts a 'huh!' His grin returns. He reaches for the coil wire, and then he stops.* Hey Bard. *He motions for him to come over.*

*Luke points to a coil wire halfway on its hinge.* G'head. Fix your car.