Ah, wrench. I think this counts Phil.
I remember our first trip to Spain (in '88 when my high school Spanish was fresher). We took our rental car over the border from Portugal and in five minutes we are at the far end of town and I get a flat. I go to repair it and don't find a tire iron but luck gave us a machine shop across the road. I go in and ask for - checked dictionary - a wrench. No, but I hear clave in reply. Well I don't need a key so I try about four other dictionary words. Clave keeps coming up but finally I recognize another word - llanta, llanta, what's a llanta? Dawn breaks over Marblehead (a local expression). "Sí, sí, necesito una clave de llanta" (a tire key). When I return it one fellow says to get in the car and follow him. On a motorscooter he leads me into town to a shop where I purchase my own clave de llanta (which I sell back to the rental company). I didn't need one again, that was good luck. Also good luck was the car didn't break down until we were done with it but hadn't yet returned it. We had lunch with the man sent to start it to return it because he couldn't get it going either.