Flash's saved my butt. It seems local law enforcement was none too pleased that I was driving around with (expired) California plates. I had the new MN plates displayed on the inside, that is apparently what caught their attention. To my defense, I figured if it's good enough for temporary plates, why not in this case? The problem was, the fog from parking literally next to the Pacific Ocean for 4 years had caused the screws to rust so bad they could not be removed. I think my car was in as much denial as I was about moving out of CA for good. It takes awhile for it to start purring in these damn negative temps!
I explained this to the very pissed off sheriff and he gave me a screwdriver and wanted me to swap the plates out, on the side of a highway, in subzero temps. I tried, and was like, see? I can't! Then he huffed & puffed and tried himself. No luck. So he screamed at me to go to the nearest mechanic.
The nearest mechanic was Flash's. It took him about 5 different wrenches, but he was able to swap the plates out. AND replaced a broken tail light. (The sheriff was so red zone enraged about the plates, he didn't even notice that, LOL).
I'm glad I was sheriff-ordered to go to this place, because now I know where there's an awesome mechanic shop around. read more