06.21
I called. “We’re still looking, but it’s running fine.”
I lounge for a bit on my unscheduled day off and finally I decide I should probably start finding a ride to the shop to pick the unholy beast up. My wife and kids are at Grandma’s. The neighbors aren’t home. Friends are out. Sheesh.
I start eyeballing the bike helmet. It’s only 6 miles. All uphill. In 100+ degrees.
Yep, it sucked. More so because I didn’t even think about whether the route I chose to take even had a bike lane. A good chunk of it didn’t and it was one of those 3 inch shoulder-then-dropoff things too. I opted to walk it for a few sections, not because I was tired (I was) or hot (I was) but because I figured I was gonna die if some car got too close and I twitched a little too far right.
There was a slight downhill into the dealer, so I got to fly in and slide a 180 right in the sevice area… making it totally look like I was all cool (I wasn’t).
But I digress 
. They couldn’t find anything wrong with the car.
Greeeeeat.
