Old man’s magic
He rolled up his sleeves and peered inside the console. His steady hands maneuvered expertly through the narrow space. He could feel a shape, definitely something that was not a part of the car. It took him a few minutes; his experience and patience served him well. Finally, his hand emerged, clutching a few objects. They were small and oddly shaped but certainly not part of the car.
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