I'm scared of a lot of things -- sharks, the IRS, and, of course, my wife. But you know what really scares me? The prospect of Waterloo Motors becoming so $@!#% popular that I may no longer get the personal attention I've grown to expect. So, then it is with mixed emotions that I here give six out of five stars to the boys of Waterloo. Once again they were really terrific!

The issue this time was a heat-blowing AC on a balmy (?) 92 degree day. The prognosis was not good and my options were limited: 1. Get new innards from Jaguar at one zillion dollars, or 2. send the injured stuff to a galaxy far far away where some specialized outfit might -- repeat, might -- be able to save the day. For a cool one-half zillion dollars! I, of course, chose door #2.

But wait! Allah achbar! Just as I was becoming resigned to a life without money, the Waterloo matre'd (John) called to tell me that the company magician (Jay) thought he might just be able to pull off one more miracle.

Long story short. They fixed everything on site and for peanuts. Well, alright. Cashews maybe. Works beautifully. Please keep all this to yourselves. I hate long lines.

Tom Quigley
Amissville, VA