Thursday, March 29, 2007

I know nothing about cars.

Well, that's not quite right. I know that if you put a key in the switch and step on the gas the car should move. Otherwise, I generally pay no attention to how the vehicle is operating, busy as I am having conversations with the latest people who have pissed me off. When the vehicle intrudes itself into my internal/external monolouges, I imagine the worst.

Is the muffler unraveling? I wonder. Has the fan belt come unbuckled? Has one of the sparks come unplugged? Is the alternator full? (Thanks to Hawkeye Pierce and Jeff Foxworthy for the majority of those jokes.) It's no wonder my mechanic smiles when he sees me.

Turns out that the motor mounts have gone out. I think that's the word he used. So I'm imagining the motor hanging crookedly on the frame. He explains that the motor mounts just stop the vibration from getting to the frame. It didn't cost nearly as much as I was afraid it was going to.

1 Comments:

Blogger Lx said...

right!
i know nothing about cars, either.
i recently looked under the hood of my new VW.
looks like a brain.
i shut it.
the hood, i mean.

7:06 AM  

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