So I was driving back from Los Angeles to Oakland on I5 when suddenly my truck started shaking and smoke coming out of my front passenger side tire, it was around 7:00 in the morning so I pulled over and knew exactly what the problem was... It was the wheel bearing but I was stranded in the middle of the road, with no tools and without a spare wheel bearing of course, so I sat there for a few minutes until a highway patrol officer showed up, she offered to call a tow truck and recommended that I should have the tow truck driver take me to a shop a few miles ahead but when this driver showed up he insisted that I should go to his friend's shop, he said that the shop a few miles ahead was too expensive and that they would take a very long time so I agreed not knowing what I was getting my self into, so instead of driving a few miles ahead we went back south for a few miles and then he took some exit that lead us to Huron CA a dusty little town in the San Joaquin valley, so we finally got to Ralph's triangle, it was a little early so we had to wait until Ralph and his crew showed up and when they did Ralph whose real name is Rafael told me not to worry, that they would look at my truck and take care of the problem and I would be on the road in no time, he started asking questions like where are you coming from, where are you going and stuff like that, at the time it sounded like a friendly conversation, little did I know that what this low life piece of shit was doing was trying to figure out how vulnerable I was so a couple hours later he said that they had found the problem and that it was going to cost me $450.00 I looked at him and said "are you sure? It's only a wheel bearing" and he said "yeah it is the wheel bearing but a bunch of other parts broke when the wheel bearing gave up" I knew he was lying but at that point not only was my truck not drivable I was also far from I5 so I knew I was fucked! So I told Ralphie that he was crazy and I didn't have $450.00 and also a wheel bearing is probably $30 and labor shouldn't be a lot, it's a 15 minute fix but Rat-fael also knew that I was fucked so he looked at me with a smile and said "well that's how much it's going to cost to fix your truck" I was furious and told him that I would rather drive my truck like that until I found a auto parts store and that I would fix it my self, he looked at me again with that stupid smile on his face and said "look! I want to help you, how much money do you have?" I said $100 because I thought that would be a fair price, he laughs and said "ok give me $150 and I'll get you back on the road, I will have to go to the junk yard and get you used parts because you can't afford new ones" all I wanted was to get out of that dusty hell so I agreed, I knew he was lying about getting used parts because it wouldn't make sense to take the time to remove a $30 part and then install it on a different car so I agreed and he said ok, so I sat there for 5 hours while they pretended to work on my truck, I was, hot, thirsty, hungry and fucking furious so then around 1:00 pm he said ok your truck is ready, I threw the money on his desk and walked out of there, I drove home and the first thing I did was add road side assistance to my insurance! Stay away from dusty Huron! If your car breaks down on the road and you have no road side assistance go where the officers recommend, and most of all avoid this Ralph's triangle shit hole! Fuck you very much Rat-fael!!! read more