My past life, I was the lowest apprentice in the workshop—the "Tuning Trash" everyone laughed at.
That midnight, my master tossed me the keys to a million-dollar BMW 7 Series:
"Clear these few fault codes. Customer picks it up tomorrow."
I grabbed my $1.50 "Universal Code Clearer" from some shady online store. Sweating, I clicked "WIPE ALL TABLES."
KABOOM.
ECU bricked. Car dead. Master slapped me across the workshop:
"You don't even know precision targeting ...
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