Give Me A Brake
Tucked away among the industrial warehouses and buildings is a mom and pop (or rather, mom and daughter) auto repair shop. A sign outside lights up to declare the name Give Me A Brake in bight neon. The work room is a long stretch with stations enough for four cars, each station with its own lift, tool box, emergency equipment and so on. Attached on one side is a small building with the front desk, samples of tires, a small waiting room with couches, vending machines and a TV. Behind the desk is a small hallway that leads to a series of offices.