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Mechandroid 
Mechandroid 
 
 
Eye was always small and never given much to physical displays or showing out 
and fits of strength were not my style the strongman of the circus type is more the 
type for that. As eye was a mechanic eye was learning how to handle tires. The 
huge wide tires on some big trucks were heavy. 
A man is given many things to learn and so eye handled them with scorn and 
ease so quickly learned an android with a heart of stone and a belly full of beer is 
capable of many fits of strength and aptitude for more. The mechandroid has a 
tire adapter gun made for lug nuts not torqued on he zaps them off then he lifts 
the tires back on when the real mechanic is now done with work to do the car 
repairs quite threw the tires then go back on they must be torqued on with a hand 
wrench the thing looks for all the world almost like a real magic wand. It's just a 
metal stick with some fancy parts inside to adjust the tension of the hand 
pressure we apply. 
The number for the car is in a book. We learn to look the torque pressure number 
up for every different job. 
It's still different for a car than for a truck. 
Every now and then upon the roadway eye still find a lost and lonely lug nut. They 
still spin off the tires into outer space and people lose the race with time if they 
do not take the car in for repairs and have them torqued quickly back on again by 
an mechandroid type of guy.

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