Original: 我變出一台小車的故事，有一天二級廠亂糟糟的，忘了那個排組的小車撞爛了，一堆人圍著那台小車討論怎麼修，那台小車寶殿因為銹蝕一撞就爛了，龍骨骨折很難修復，我跟焊工討論怎麼修，焊工說要換新寶殿很難修了，我說你空手都能打出一輛車沒問題啦，連長問申請一個寶殿要多久，我說遙遙無期可能要後送，連長愁的臉都垮了，這時我說派一輛兩噸半給我，我去趟衛武營可能有辦法，於是乎我就押著兩噸半去找我三級廠同學去了。
到三級廠跟同學講了我的狀況，他老兄就帶我到他們的廢車場，指著一堆報廢M151說你看有沒有你能用的，結果我跟焊工技師兩個口水都快流出來了，那些報廢車的狀況比我連上的小車好太多了，於是挑了一台車頭稍為撞壞的上車，拖回連上，我們雖然是二級廠但有六級廠的技術，把兩台小車切開再接上，後來又去濱江街殺了一顆引擎回來，就這樣拼拼湊湊多出一台沒帳的幽靈小車，沒車號但掛一個搶修牌，帳上32輛小車車場33輛因為這件事我這個輪保士日子可好過了

Translation:

The story of how I conjured up a small car: One day, the second-level factory was in chaos. They forgot about the small car that had been wrecked. A bunch of people were gathered around it, discussing how to repair it. The car's frame was rusted and completely destroyed in the crash; the main frame was broken and difficult to repair. I discussed repairs with the welder, who said that replacing the frame would be very difficult. I replied, "You could build a car with your bare hands, no problem!" The company commander asked how long it would take to apply for a new frame. I said it would be a long time, possibly requiring a delayed delivery. The company commander's face fell with worry. Then I said, "Send me a two-and-a-half-ton car; I might be able to find a solution at Weiwuying." So I took the two-and-a-half-ton car to my classmate at the third-level factory.

When I told my classmate about my situation at the third-level factory, he took me to their junkyard and pointed to a pile of scrapped M151s, asking if there were any usable ones. The welding technician and I were practically drooling. Those scrapped cars were in much better condition than the cars in my unit. So we picked one with a slightly damaged front, loaded it onto the truck, and towed it back to the unit. Although we were a second-level factory, we had the technology of a sixth-level factory. We cut the two cars apart and reconnected them. Later, we went to Binjiang Street and salvaged an engine. That's how we pieced together an extra ghost car without a license plate. It had no license plate number but had a repair sign. There were 32 cars on the license plate and 33 in the junkyard. Because of this, my life as a wheel mechanic was much better.