The beast roars again.

So I fixed the car's tire and then also got the battery charged. Bought engine oil and gear oil.

All we needed was some patrol. Dad is like "kal karleingey bla bla(we'll do it tomorrow)".

And I'm like "No" I somehow managed to get patrol from the nearby patrol pump.

Then we head towards the car, I put up the battery and plug everything in. Dad puts in Engine oil and gear oil. We put in patrol and dad saves a little for the engine circulator.

Then We put water in the radiator and now the time had come upon us, now i head towards the driver seat. Put the key in ignition and I'm like "Bismillah ir Rahman ir rahim" Dad also repeats it. I push the ignition the fan starts moving, dad throw some petrol on the circulator and the beast wakes up. the engine roars and the voice echoes all the way through the alley. *VROOOOM* *VROOOOM*

I give it a bit acceleration and the engine still roars like it used to 24 years ago(when my dad bought this car).

That roar was the roar of our victory, sound for accomplishing out mission, our mission of Reviving the Pontiac.