Mike the Braviary `s brother Flynn take a look under the hood of Korons car.

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Bird inspection

„Little more. Little more. Yes Koron, you are almost there!“
Flynn waved his hand around to give Koron directions, so that the black Buizel can steer his car safely , backwards into Flynns garage workshop. The Buizel footpaws went easy on the pedals, to not let car make any sudden moves, and then he was finally in and he turned off the engine. Then the Buizel left his car:“ You know Flynn. When Mike told me about you. He fantasized about how awesome you are as a mechanic and that there is not a single car part that you cannot repair. So I thought your workshop would look a bit more... well equipped.“
Koron looked to the anthro Fearow, who wears the typical mechanic attire. A blue jumpsuit and a pair of thick brown worker boots:“ It´s not the tools that repair the car, it´s the man using them. And this is me. But now to the topic. So you are the infamous black Buizel with the metallic blue Peugeot 207? Mike was also talking alot about you and how awesome you and your car are. So nice of you that you let me take a look under the hood. The engine sound alone was very intriguing for me.“
Koron smiled and bend down the car pedals:“ Well. Than watch and awe at this.“ He pulled the lever to unlock the car hood. The Fearow rubed his excited hands and opened up the car front. His lower beak dropped down as he saw what kind of monster was hiding under this innocent hull. Koron joined Flynns side and getly pushed the dropped beak upward:“ Nice isn´t it?“
The Fearow shook his head and tried to get back his cool, but he failed and could just admire this engine:“ Wow, just wow. These are 8 cylinders of pure power. The fuel pump is almost a vacum cleaner and. Oh what is this? A turbo charger? And not a cheap one, that´s for sure. That engine is already worth a small fortune. And you say you got the car for free?“
Koron took a seat on the drivers seat:“ Hmm not quite. I had to give up on 900$ The criminal drug dealer that owned the car before pumped almost every single bit of his drug money into this car. And when I brought him to justice, he asked me to take care of this car. What even ended up with that he doesn´t want it anymore. But the bigger problem was the police, that of course wanted to keep the car as evidence. But at the end stood a deal. I give up on the bounty and I can get the car. With papers, new plate and all that stuff. And shortly after that. I also bought this hat.“
Koron took the chauffeur hat from his head and looked at it:“ I was wandering along some stores, when I suddenly saw this through the window. It was presented right at my height and my reflection on the window fitted right with the hat. I ran into the shop and bought it. And then the first time I sat this hat onto my head. It matched perfectly with me. And now it´s part of my normal appearance. Uhm Flynn? What are you doing there.“
Flynn discoverd an empty holder on the engine and fumbled on it:“ Seems like you got this car a bit to early. Here is a holder and the first preparations for a nitrogen injection. That would have give your car a power boost for a short time. But, this modification was never finished.
Koron put his hat back on:“ What do you think. Can you finish it?“
The Fearow stretched his long neck to look around the hood and to Koron:“ Of course I can. I´m Flynn. The best car mechanic far and wide! Only problem is, that the parts for this are a bit costly. Can you effort that?“
„Pff you can ask questions. Tell me the price and I pay it. With extra money for your work.“
Koron went to the back of his car and opened up the trunk. In there was a leather bag with a number lock. Flynn got curious and also moved to the back of the car. He had to rub his unbelieving eyes, as he saw what was in that bag. That thing was filled to the brim with money. Big bucks almost flowing out of it and Koron sticks his paw into it:“ Uhm where was it? I know that it was here. Uhm? Since when do I have a sack of coins?. No, no. Ah! There it is!“
Koron drew his paw out of the money sack and held a rolled bundle of money and pressed it into Flynns hand:“ There that should be enough. You can keep the rest.“
Flynn looked at the money bundle:“ O-okay. Oh I would like to see how the engine looks when it is running.“
Flynn let the money slip into his pocket and went back to the front, while Koron took on the drivers seat again. As the Buizel turned the keys and engine uproars, the fearow felt a shiver through his spine:“ Now Koron! Give it some gas.“
Koron tapped his footpaw against the gas pedal and the car revvs up. The engine showed a perfect sync of components and left little room to be desired. Flynn closed the cars hood and walked to the open driver side door. And Koron turned of the engine again:“ Okay Koron. I can still make some little modifacation to up the cars performance even further and of course the nitro injector. But I will need some time to prepare all of this. Maybe a week or two. Boy with this beast of a car, you could even have a chance against Jet.“
Koron looked up to Flynn:“ Jet? Who is Jet?“
The anthro Fearow hasted over to a desk and pulled a sheet of paper out of a drawer, and then goes back to the wondering Buizel:“ This is Jet:“
The sheet of paper unfolds and revealed that it was a poster. That showcases a proud looking anthropomorphic Pidgeot, posing together with a race car:“ Jet is not only a sucessfull race driver, but also my brother. I´m his mechanic of trust. He and I built together his first race car and he still asks me if he needs an technical advice or comes here if he needs something looked up. As of currently he is in town and drives his training rounds over at the green leaf race track.“
Koron gazed at the poster:“ A race against Jet? Hmmm...“