The Misadventures of the Stang

My car is old. And it has over 100,000 miles on it. And I drive it. It's a bad combo, really, and remarkable that it's held on this long.

Here were the roads yesterday:





I was on the road for the wrong 3o minutes of a snowstorm. After spinning out twice, I gave up after my car faced the wrong way on 1-80 for the third time. I got as close to the shoulder as I could and stayed there, putting the flashers on and waiting for AAA to come get me. A trucker helped me get closer to the shoulder, and a highway patrol shoved me right in there.. so it was good that I called a tow truck because there was just no way that car was getting out of there. It was good times... let's just say at one point I had my seat all the way back and the steering wheel up because the way things were looking, I figured someone was going to hit me, and getting hit in the face with an airbag sucks, so I figured I'd minimize that.

Luckily, I arrived home safely, intact, and just a little cold, but nothing else :)

But my breaks.. or something, are going. Badly. It's to the point where people stare when they are applied wondering what that awful noise is. It's pretty sexy. I just need that little thing to hold out for another year, ok? Here's to hoping.. and to getting to bed because I have to go check out what's wrong with it before work, so it's going to be an early morning.