She wiped the mud off the manual’s cover. Then, she did what she always did after a successful repair. She kissed the dog-eared corner.
"The bike will break," he had said. "The internet will have no signal. But this book never lies." Cb190x Service Manual
It was a brick of a book. The corners were dog-eared, the pages were stained with coffee and engine oil, and the spine was held together with red duct tape. Her father had given it to her on her eighteenth birthday, three years ago, when he handed her the keys to the Honda. She wiped the mud off the manual’s cover