“Jesus H. Fuck!!”
Black fumes billowed out from under the truck’s hood, causing will to fall back and nearly hack up his lungs. The smoke kept rising in upward torrents and the machine part hissed so fiercely, he could swear that a batch of snakes started mating in there. Will, his lungs clear, rose to see if anything was visible in his engine compartment. No such luck. The smoke showed no sigh of clearing and blocked whatever problem it was from view.
A car honked loudly as it swerved around the truck and Will had to fight back every urge to flip them off. He didn’t ask to break down right in the middle of the roadway and whatever the problem was made it really hard to push the thing to the side of the road.