Well… it’s time for an update, I guess.
I went to move the car a few feet so the tow truck driver could get to the front end. That’s when I noticed the red transmission fluid that had stained the snow all night. I knew when I saw it that things were bad.
The mechanic who’s holding it for me called and advised me to get an insurance claims representative down there. Transmissions are SO expensive. The housing that holds the transmission is broken, he says. Also some other important sounding parts… arms? I didn’t know my car even had arms, but I’ve gone and broke them.
Poor baby… She may not be returning. I was JUST falling in love with that car because it had lasted so long. Finally, after all these years of cursing her for being from the speedway auto mall, I was realizing that she’d been running for about six years. I had that car longer than I’ve ever kept a man. *sniff*
On top of all these sit-com-esque shenanigans, my father is suggesting we just wait until summer to replace the automobile at which point he’ll buy himself a truck and I’ll inherit the Lumina (again). One car between us until SUMMER? Like I need ANOTHER reason to desperately yearn for summer to get here?
OH Woe is me…. Please, let the ghetto sled bring in a hefty sum -OR be fixable! I NEED my baby back! *sobbing*