行善 行善引擎.doc

行善 行善引擎 .doc行善 行善引擎
My good thing happened when I was 18 years old. I was trying to drive home to 1)Maryland from visiting friends in Texas. I was going up the road and all of a sudden my car would just not go. It was a Sunday and cold outside. The only person I could get hold of was an old man who supposedly owned a 2)tow he got to me, I thought he was too old to even 3)hook up my car. He was probably around age 75 or older, and he was freezing, too. The old man was pretty deaf, so to talk with him, I had to scream, practically! But we talked and we talked. He 4)talked my ear off, and I talked his off. I told him I had no money to fix anything seriously wrong with the car, so if the news was bad, I would have to junk it and take the bus towed my car to a small Texas town about an hour’s drive from 5)the middle of nowhere where I had broken down. So, I checked into a motel. The next day, the auto shop called and said I needed a new engine in my car! My motor had 6)blown up! I asked if I could just leave the car there for them. They could use it for parts since the shell of the car was said no―the man who towed the car in told them to put in a new motor and send me on my way! I told them I could not afford to pay for that. They said that the old man who came out to get me that Sunday owned the auto repair shop and was 7)filthy rich! He said just to g