So Peter and I have known for a while that his car was going to need to be replaced soon being as he usually has to pull over and restart his car at least once after he starts driving. Transmission problems… <shudder>
His car makes me nervous since I’m always thinking that maybe sometime when he pulls over on the side of the interstate because the car won’t move into the next gear someone not paying attention will side-swipe him, or worse. But since he mostly drives to the park and ride and back and only occasionally to work we were hoping to nurse it along until the end of the year.
Despite our hopes, I wasn’t really that surprised when a flat bed truck carrying Peter’s car pulled up in our driveway this evening. What was surprising was that it turns out it wasn’t the transmission finally dying, it was the front axle breaking that finally did the Eagle in. An axle that broke on the interstate in rush hour traffic.
I guess we can just add that one to our list of fun cars on the side of the interstate stories along with the time my breaks went out, and the one where I lost my cell phone out the window and the nice PA State Troopers stopped traffic to pick up the pieces for me.
I think we’re both fortunate to be alive.
Yep, blessed to be alive and we are so glad. I am surprised that the eagle lasted this long. It needs to go out to pasture – wish I knew of a good one!
I know someone who has a new adjoining lot. Their boys would love it!
Ha! I actually just told Peter tonight that we should drop the car off for the boys. Noah keeps saying he likes being the rednecks of the neighborhood, and what’s more redneck than a car up on blocks?
you guys are going to have some good car stories to tell Alethea :)