"Okay," Charlie said and leaned on the front of the bonnet. As Deacon started the Car he leaned a bit, listening for anything clunky, checking that the bits that should move visibly DID move visibly.
"Looks all right to me," he shouted, then yelped and leaped back. Hot water from the radiator, still steaming gently, had squirted and soaked him thoroughly in the crotch area.
"Ow - OW," Charlie yelped,trying to hold his scalding jeans away from his essentials.