I had a proverbial brother win.
I have a few close friends who look at me as their brother. One of them, a mid 20s single girl going through college and working as some form of nurse that you can be before your nursing degree, had car trouble. She has a 90s Chrysler sedan something which she calls The Potato, and a TJ Jeep. She likes the Jeep and despises the Potato. It (the Jeep) was stolen a few months ago, and one of her family friends owns a shop and they put it back together after recovery, mostly, for free. She told me that it had a death wobble the shop could not fix. It went something like this:
Sister: They can't seem to find it, they think it might be some suspension part. They checked all of the bolts and tightened a few things, but they're rednecks and I'm not really sure they know how to fix this.
Me: When did it start?
Sister: I was trying to save money when the big mud tires wore out so I bought a newer wheel/tire used from a guy, and we had to use wheel spacers...
Me: It's the wheel spacers
Sister: Well maybe, but it got better after.... blah blah
Me: It's the wheel spacers.
Sister: One of the guys there thinks it's the frame, but the other one
Me: It's the wheel spacers. Can you drive it to my house?
(Now I have -0- free time, but I hate things like this and am willing to spend that time.)
Sister: I can't really drive it like it is unless I drive really slow.
Me: OK, I'll drive it, when are you available at like midnight?
-----FFW two days-------
Sister: Hey they swapped the wheels and tires with another set they had at the shop which didn't need wheel spacers and it went away!