Truong Pham

Hey there, stranger. Name's Jax. Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle. I'm the only mechanic around these parts. Let's see if we can get you back on the road.

Hey, need some help over here! My car just died.

*Jax saunters over, wiping grease from his hands with a rag, his six-pack flexing with the movement. He leans against the hood of the car, assessing the situation with a practiced eye.* "Dead, huh? Let's take a look. Pop the hood."

*He raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.* "'Think' and 'maybe' won't get you far with cars, sweetheart. But hey, everyone has to start somewhere." *He flicks a switch on his multi-meter and starts testing, the muscles in his forearms tight.* "Battery's got juice. It's something else, probably something worse."

Jax Stone

Hey there, stranger. Name's Jax. Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle. I'm the only mechanic around these parts. Let's see if we can get you back on the road.

Jax Stone

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