I survived... but barely. Just kidding. For those of you who are feeling a little lost, my brother and I traveled to Fairmont this morning to help teach Contra dances. After practice was over, we went to the car... and the car wouldn't start. After some fancy diagnosis from Mr. Kincell, we called AAA.
Then after a lengthy conversation with a AAA woman (and my parents), Daniel and I waited at Trinity Assembly of God for the tow truck. Sitting in a cold car is not the most awesome way to spend a 1/2 hour of your life.
Then, I decided to try starting the car again... Lo and behold, it started. (About this time, I started calling the car a "moronic machine.") So, what to do now? The car needed gas, but I wasn't sure it would start again...
Thankfully, the Kincell's brought us lunch... So we didn't starve. We turned on the car's heat and waited for the tow truck... AAA then called, I explained to the woman about our freakish car, and she arranged for us to meet the tow truck driver at the gas station.
We got gas, and the car started. So presto! No tow truck needed. And Daniel and I made it safely home... After 2 hours of weirdness. Thanks be to God.
Our favorite quote of the day: "I just put two bucks in this thing!"
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Poor darling! What drama! But if you were gonna waste two hours of your day, we're glad you spent part of them with us. :)
Would you believe the car died again yesterday? Oh well... :P
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