Of course I was also low on gas so I had to fill up before heading off to the freeway. I strive to get Chevron.
Nine AM and it's already this sunny.
The Pit Stop. I always take my cars to these guys. Honest and top notch. I've never been one to take cars to dealers for maintenance and service. Warranty maybe.
I arrived a little too early it seems. The gates were still down.
Didn't have to wait too long. One of the techs owns this 1988 fourth generation Honda Civic and drives it daily to and from the shop. I know I was in good hands with my Accord.
There's other automative repair shops in the same complex. How do they all survive without competing?
How did I get to work? I rode my Triumph of course. Not really. I just happened to find this sweet ride in the parking garage at work. Hoping the rider continues to cheat death. You won't find me on one of these death traps.
Leica m240 w/ Summilux-M 50mm f/1.4 APSH & Summilux-M 28mm f/1.4 APSH