Stephen King. Rage (№ 235)

Life for my father - something like expensive vintage car. Because this car cannot be replaced by another, and it is quite expensive, you have to maintain it in perfect order and on a good run. Once a year you participate in any exhibition of old equipment. And your car needs to be the fresh paint, there was not a speck of dust, the slightest malfunction in the motor greased, nuts tightened, tanks are filled. Everything is under control, everything is paid for - that's the motto my daddy. But if a windscreen is crashed bird, whisk it possible to not interfere with the review.