Anyway, this is all done pretty nonchalantly, and not like they are trying to test Randy’s mettle or anything, and so he doesn’t imagine that it qualifies as a true bonding experience. If, hypothetically, the Impala throws a rod in the desert and they have to fix it with parts stolen from a nearby junkyard guarded by rabid dogs and shotgun-packing gypsies, that would be a bonding experience. But Randy’s wrong. On Day 2 the Shaftoes (the male ones anyway) open up to him a bit.