24 May 2005 Tuesday 1100 Hours.
The wrecker came for my sister’s car and hauled it back to the dealer. The guy on the phone (knowing what was wrong) said jokingly, "I think it may be fatal."
My mother well… freaked.
I think she still thinks I am at fault.
@ 1800 Hours the dealer called. It would cost $185 for a tune-up, re-threading of a single spark plug hole, and replacement of the plugs, plus labor. And we could pick it up Wednesday morning.
25 May 2005 Wednesday 1100 Hours.
We picked up the car… it’s fine. I won’t die today.
Oh, and my car. Well, I guess it was some sort of freak. It hasn’t given me a problem since Sunday. I am confused, but delighted.
Again, I won’t die today.