That sound still echoes in my memory. A loud CRACK from next door, like a shotgun blast. I found my retired neighbour, John, standing frozen in his driveway. He was staring at a twisted piece of metal on the concrete. His garage door was sagging, broken. Completely useless. His car was trapped inside. The look on his face, a mix of frustration and helplessness, stuck with me. He ended up calling some random 800 number and paid way too much for a rushed job. Seeing a good neighbour treated that way didn’t just bother me. It sparked a mission.

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