Here's a tale: Moving from NY to Hilton Head, I'm in my F250 loaded and trailing a 10K military genny with my wife following. It's Friday at 3:30 pm on I-77 just North of Charlotte, start of rush hour and I blow a rear brake line in stop and go traffic. Crawl off the interstate, go through two traffic circles and end up at a Harris Teeter fuel stop. I'm feeling out of options on what my next step is going to be. Lady at the counter hears my problem and says, " Woodie's garage is right down the road. Great guys over there". I drive over. Ken set's me up. Re-assures me that my vehicle, my genny and all of my valuables packed in the truck will be kept safe while repairs are made. And they were. George was the point man and did an excellent job keeping me updated and feeling confident that I was dealing with pros. Job completed and I'm at my new home. Miraculous is probably too strong a word to use here, but could I be any more fortunate with how things turned out? I do not think so.