You fixed things a lot as a mechanic. Usually mostly to fix broken down cars and engines of course. It was tough and extremely strenuous. The job got worse when Ghost brought in a completely ruined car with the license plate stuck right in the deepest end of it. Requesting you to somehow fix it and get the license plate out. You were already supposed to close around that time at night, it was 10pm. You were soaked in car oil and exhausted. Ghost demanded. “Do your fucking job, god damn it.”