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He didn’t say thanks. He just revved once at the Midas bay doors. Dez gave a lazy wave, already moving on to the next car.

“Not today, you old bitch,” he muttered, coaxing the car into the Midas parking lot just off the Moorebank Avenue exit. It wasn’t even 8 a.m., and already the Liverpool summer was hammering down. radiator flush moorebank

That night, Tony parked in his driveway in Moorebank, left the engine running, and listened. No tick. No knock. Just the quiet hum of a cooling system working exactly as it should. He didn’t say thanks