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 Member 24 Level 51.86 Mar 2006 
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I've owned five cars since I turned 18. Some were good, some were bad.
The worst one was probably the Chevy S-10 as far as repairs are concerned. It's no wonder; that truck was ancient (and I loved it so much). I had the transmission blow on me TWICE within one year while I was on the highway. I'm not the sort of person who stays around my town very much - I'm perpetually truckin'. Every time something awful happens, it's when I'm away. I've had tire blow outs with the truck on the highway and I've had engine troubles on the side of a mountain. I was out in Worcester one summer night and all of a sudden, white smoke started pouring out from under the hood. I opened it up while Sarah cowered in the front seat and saw that the coolant hose somehow crossed paths with the alternator fan, and I had to MacGyver something to keep the hose out of the fan area while rigging a tourniquet for the hose (because it was GASHED from the fan). When you have car troubles and you're alone in the middle of nowhere, you quickly learn how to fix shit. I just wish I could learn MORE and have actual tools to be ablet o fix most things on my own. I really don't have the resources or anything, but around these parts, when a woman walks into an auto shop all alone and without a clue, she gets taken for a ride. I don't EVER want that. Jam it back in, in the dark. |
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