Picture this: It is 11:30pm on a Monday night in a tiny town in Oklahoma. You have just pumped $ 70 of unleaded gasoline into a diesel truck. You are a big city boy sitting in a closed Walmart gas station. You have called roadside assistance and waited. There are pickup trucks full of locals slowly cruising the streets. Now up pulls a Junior’s service truck. Out steps Thomas. This guy in a FILTHY shirt, covered in grease, shorts covered in grease and flip flops. I suddenly feel like I am in Deliverance Part 2. I know for a fact that I’ve got a pretty mouth. I hear banjos in the distance. I am completely at this guy’s mercy. And he turns out to be just about the coolest, straight up capable mechanic I have met in a long time. Not a single reference to the stupid Yankee that broke the rental truck. It’s difficult to recommend a wrecking service, but if you need a tow or roadside assistance or a really good wrench in or abouts Vinita Ok, you go see the guys at Juniors, they will take good care of you.
