Theres a shitload of R.V's stored in peoples yards driveways etc.
I just did the rear brakes for someone that recently purchased one of these hulking jewels.
You step inside one of these rolling monastaries, youve stepped back in time.
Straight to the 70s.
The high maintanance person that bought the one I was working on thinks he owns
something spectacular and expects me to make steak out of hamburger.
They freak out when the parts actually cost some money,
and expect me to just make it work.

I just wanted to rant


thank you.