Do Not Get Stuck In a Car With a Serial Killer! Motor Club of America is Here to Help.
We've all been there before:It's night time. You are driving down to Las Vegas on a lonely desert highway where it's sagebrush, dust devils, and dirt as far as the eye can see. You're either alone or with your goofy best friend who couldn't find their way out of a cardboard box with a flashlight and a pair of scissors. All of sudden there's a clanking noise, then a rattling noise, then a BANG! First you smell it then you see it, black smoke pouring out from under the hood. Noooooo! So you pull over and pop the hood open, get out of the car and take a look at what seems to be the insides of a rocket ship. Now you are poking and fiddling with tubes and wires as if you know what you are doing and poking and fiddling around with things will magically fix your engine that is pouring out black smoke. Now what?
Motor Club of America could help you!
But you don't have Motor Club of America.So you call your parents, unfortunately they have turned off their cell phones and have turned in for the night or they are ignoring you.
You call your second best friend, unfortunately they and the rest of your friends have already successfully made it to Las Vegas and have no cell phone reception inside of that massive structure made out of concrete and steele they call a casino.
You finally realize no one is coming to your rescue, you cry or get mad and start and argument with your goofy best friend about how it's their fault that they talked you into this crazy Las Vegas trip.
Your last resort, flag someone down in the dark and try to hitch a ride to the next town with a hotel in it and hope they are not a serial killer.
So you get in your car and start flashing your lights at the one car that passes you by every 10 minutes, your best friend is on the side of road trying to flag down people waving a t-shirt in the air hoping not to get run over.
Let's get real here, would you stop at night for people flashing their lights at you on a deserted highway in the middle of nowhere? I didn't think so.
So finally after 3 hours of walking down a cold stretch of highway trying to flag down strangers,
A WHITE VAN PULLS OVER. NOT a Motor Club of America van.
I'll describe this white van: Mid 70's, Full size, the windows have been painted over with black paint, the license plate light it broken, the door handle on the back door is broken off as well.
So this van comes to a stop. The driver side window rolls down and a man pokes his head out the window. "You need a ride?"
This is the part where you look at your friend and you think hard about the situation you are in. Keep walking for another 3 hours to the nearest town hoping it has a crappy hotel to stay in or get a ride in the chomobile and pray to God that you make it out alive.
Avoid having to make this decision! Motor Club of America is here to help!
Get covered today with Motor Club of America and never find yourself in a car with a serial killer!
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-Amber Griffie, Independent MCA Agent
mca.amber@yahoo.com
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