Ooooooooooooooops doesn't begin to cover it. I think that mechanic will be working for that customer for a loooooong time. Without chance of raises or promotion.
I am familiar with that stretch of road. The on ramps are not designed to allow proper acceleration prior to the merge. I bet he decided the Enzo could handle the curve anyway, and was a bit wrong about it.
The instant the car came to a halt and he realized he was still alive, the thought materialized in Leonardo Garcia's head. I am soooooooo fired. Nope, no point in even trying to come up with an explanation. Completely pointless. No one's going to believe any bullshit I spin about how one of the highest performance road cars ever built, one with traction control designed for hard driving on a track, can go off the road on a freeway on-ramp. Fired. Without question. No need to even go back to the garage to let them know that I know I'm fired. It goes completely without saying in this case. He looked over at his passenger, a fellow mechanic named Daniel, who was shaking himself out of a daze from the impact. "Dude," Daniel said, a worried smile crossing his face, "You are sooooooooo fired."
Actually, his boss should fire him, then re-hire him, so he can fire him again. Just being fired once doesn't even begin to cover it for something like that!
He'd only have to have his paycheck docked for the next 45-50 years to cover it. I'm sure he'll be fine. :sarcasm:
You know... Compared to both the mechanic and the vehicle's owner, my day is suddenly looking like it is not so bad after all.
