More car issues
Ok, so I went to eat lunch with my dad in Ann Arbor today and we talked more about which car I’m going to get, and so now I changed my mind (again) and am going with the Sable. I also talked it over with the mechanic at the shop i go to (King’s Garage) and he said that the blazer has a lot of issues with maintence, there’s a lot more stuff to break or go wrong with them. He recommended that I stick with te Sable - it’s more reliable in his opinion, plus I’m not really going to be using the Blazer to tow stuff or really in any sort of “truck” capacity, so for the fuel economy, it’s better to go with the Sable. Ok, Cool.
My dad and I leave Applebee’s and I’m going to head out to meet up with Tanya over at Lakeside mall (about an hour away from ann arbor). I start my car and it’s running really rough so I flag down my dad before he leaves and he drives it around a bit and says that he thinks there’s moisture in the gas tank and I should go over to the gas station and get a bottle of dry gas to clear that up. Ok did that no problem, car starts fine, is running ok. I’m driving along on my happy merry way to go meet up with Tanya and I’m just getting off of the highway when my car stalls!!! Oh shit. I’m at the end of the exit ramp where it merges with the street, so people can get around me but I’m stuck. My car won’t restart, I can’t get it to turn over. Fuck!! I call my dad, he says to call the police dept there so they can help flag traffic around me and/or help me move my car to a parking lot. He’s on his way from Ann Arbor. Ok cool. Police are coming to help, call Tanya tell her I’m not making it to the mall.
Mr. Policeman shows up and I explain what happened and so he radios for another cop in a car (he was in an SUV) to come over and give me a push into a nearby parking lot to wait for my dad. The other cop shows up pushes my car with his over to a discount tire parking lot right across the street. The SUV policeman followed behind with his lights flashing to clear traffic for me. They were very helpful and nice. Kudos to the Center Line Police Dept. I asked mr. SUV policeman if he knew any reputable garages nearby, but he said no, so I had King’s Garage’s card in my wallet from when I was there on Friday last week. I call them and ask them to come and tow me back to Farmington and so they can look at it. King’s guy said that they don’t tow, but gave me a number for a company they use. So I called the towing company he said they would be by in about 45 mins. He said it was $45 for a hookup and $4/mile. HOLY SHIT. I’m about 25 miles away from the garage I want them to take it to. Oh well, it’s not starting - looks like i’m going to have to suck it up. So I played the waiting game for my dad to come and when he got there (before the tow truck) he had me try to start it and it caught! W00T! It was still running extraordinarily rough - my dad said it felt like it was missing a cylinder when it was firing. Ok. but it’s running so I call the tow guy and cancel (he sounded kinda pissed off that i did that but whatever). My dad drives my car and I’m following him in his over to King’s. We got to king’s successfully, and came home.
Ok next step in the saga of my life - I’m supposed to be taking the Sable over to King’s tomorrow morning to have them look at it and give me the OK to go and buy it. Now the problem is - A. How to get to the Ford dealer, B. How to get from King’s back to the Ford dealer. So King’s has a nice service where if you work or live in the area they will drive you back to your home/work. The ford dealership is a bit far away from them so I’m not going to have them drive me that far. So after a couple of drinks we decided that my mom is getting a ride to work tomorrow from her friend. My dad is going to drop me off at the dealer. I’m going to drive the sable from the dealer to Kings, have King’s drive me back home where I have mom’s car to go to the dentist later, I’ll pick her up from school at 4pm and we’ll go back over to kings, pick up the sable and drop it off at the ford place, then turn around and go back to ann arbor for dinner at 5:30 with the gang. Holy Crap. that’s a fuckload of driving.