Mechanic

The Plane Service

My feet hammered against the hillside as I sprinted away from the crumbling temple behind me, the hollering of Crowley’s men echoing closer and closer as they quickly realised I’d made it out of their trap alive. ‘Start the plane!’ I shouted at the top of my lungs to Raul, my pilot, sitting casually in …

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The Hooded Mechanic

‘Who are you, kind sir?’ I asked cautiously, approaching the hooded man who stood next to my steed. His cloak was old and tattered, covered in holes and loose stitching – except for his cowl, which had been maintained meticulously so that only shadow touched his features. ‘Me?’ he asked. His whole body began to …

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Servicing Traffic

‘If one more tram dings that stupid flipping bell at me..’ my mother uncharacteristically growled to herself, the steering wheel creaking under her iron grip. ‘Why don’t you turn into Prahran then?’ my father asked, curtly. ‘Dear,’ he quickly added, as soon as he realised the tone he’d let slip out. ‘I can’t make a …

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Professor Car Outreach

‘Frightfully sorry, chaps,’ I called out as I stepped into the lecture hall, quickly taking off my jacket and laying it over the back of my chair at the front of the class. The din of talking students died down slightly, then more and more as I swivelled my attention onto the classroom. ‘Got caught …

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Fridges and Maintenance

‘How exactly are we going to get that home?’ I asked, glancing at the massive fridge my husband was pointing at excitedly. ‘Just chuck it in the back!’ he said, excitedly. ‘It’s a hatchback, Harold,’ I shook my head. ‘Not a time machine.’ ‘A time machine?’ he frowned. ‘How would a time machine help in …

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Braking On Hold

‘Are you still on hold?’ my wife frowned, shutting the door behind her and dropping her car keys in the bowl. I grimaced at her and nodded, afraid that if I spoke I would miss the person who answered the call and they would immediately hang up on me. ‘Jason, I was gone for three …

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