Sigh, the motorcycle won't start. This means that when I want to go anywhere, I have to walk or take my father's car. Even if I pushed it to the shop, I don't have the money to repair it. So even though I'm an inept mechanic, I'm going to try to fix it myself. No, I don't know what I'm doing. I can't even open the housing, let alone get at the carburator. Are you a good mechanic? Oh I forgot, you couldn't change a tire with two grown men helping you. So I guess we're on the same level. Sigh. I need a new car. Ya Allah, please buy me a new car. From Allah is our origin and to Allah is our return.
