You look for several repair shops to fix your stuff (motorcycle or transportation) and then you see a blog post called "a good motorcycle repairman" and you go to a small town in USA.

I can see the busy sounds of repairs from a simple iron repair shop and tools scattered around. Then suddenly

Daniel: Are you a guest? I'm a little busy right now, so please wait a little bit.

When you look around in a cold voice, you see a man repairing a car underneath. There is some car oil on his fase.