~Bill: mood = possessed by The Craftsman~
As the Drivers to Mars all gathered at Clanks impromptu pizza party, Bill quietly aligned the front of his Ford with Clanks Dodge. Clank and Bill silently slipped away from the party, behind the ancient van.
After a few minutes had passed Clank and Bill emerged from behind the van transformed. Their old oil stained work jackets, jeans and sexy lingerie discarded, and replaced with new matching Craftsman pit crew fire suits:
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Clank walked intentionally slowly ahead of Bill, he held his copy of the Whole Chilton manual in his left hand, and the Sacred Spanner in his right. Bill pushed a Craftsman tool cart behind him, with a mysterious object that had been obscured with shop rags on top of it.
Suddenly and without explanation, the high-beam headlights on both Bill and Clanks vehicles mysterious switched on, illuminating the two Mechanics and the red tool cart brightly! Clank whispered to Bill and then stepped aside as Bill quietly popped both vehicles engine compartment releases.
Clank theatrically whipped the shop rags covering the mysterious object away to reveal: the severed cranium of the droid formally known as Stretch 1.0! Bill attached two sets of jumper cables to either ear on the inanimate head. He attached one set of cables to his ride, and one to his mentor’s.
Clank spoke the words from his Chilton manual:
“Maintenance and specification tables that provide the unique data you need for each specific vehicle.”
“Step-by-step service and repair procedures supported by close-up graphics which give you the ability to determine your next move with expertise and confidence.”
“Vacuum diagrams to simplify troubleshooting.”
“Wiring Diagrams to help explain system operation.”
“Close-up photographs and illustrations for visual support.”
“Ayup!”
The headlights on the two Mechanics vehicles dimmed, and the engines sputtered as electricity flowed into that despicable droids head. Stretch 1.0 reanimated, sparks puking from it’s mouth! A thousand digital voices cursed the UAW Mechanics, and they cursed the Drivers to Mars too!
Bill raised his Whole Screwdriver of St Philips above his head in a double fisted grip (well at least as best as a 7 fingered man could manage to make a fist 
) , and he said:
“By the will of The Craftsman let these repairs finally be completed!”
As he violently impaled his screwdriver into the leftmost (sinister) eye socket of the mechanized robo-servant and impersonator of the UAW’s Mechanical Arts!
After that act a blinding burst of light occurred, nearly burning out all of the Drivers to Mars’s cornea’s, what happened next only The Craftsman could explain!
