06.24
Drove all over the place on Friday after work. Finally with my errands done, I hit the freeway. It was over 100 and it was mid rush hour…
And yup, it died.
I was in the #2 lane when I felt a pretty good jolt and the RPMs tanked. This time I didn’t mess around, I careened off to the right cutting someone off (I waved, I’m sure they “waved” back). I hit the shoulder of the freeway still going at a good clip, so much so I almost hit one of those call boxes. Not having power for the brakes made for a few interesting miliseconds.
I decided to call a friend and hang out a while until things cooled off. The car had been starting after sitting a bit so I figured I had a good chance of firing it up later.
Later came and we returned to the scene of the crime. This time though, things were decidedly worse. The car “turned over” but it never even sputtered. Like there was no gas at all hitting it… or no spark.
So for the 2nd time in 3 days, I got to ride in a tow truck.
