The joys of having a vehicle

Last night I was out running some errands with my friend Kat, and the last place we went was Wal-mart. When we came out I noticed there was some fluid on the ground, but it was sorta in between my car and the car next to me, and nothing ever goes wrong with my car, so I didn't think much of it. We were coming back on campus and had just stopped at a stop sign when I thought I saw smoke coming out of my engine. Pfft Leah, you worry too much, I blissfully thought. Pulling away from the stop sign, I glanced down at my temperature gauge. Which was pegging. Like any calm, independent, capable female, I freaked out. I pulled over to the side of the road and turned the car off. After which smoke began pouring from my engine. I called my brother because it was too late to call my dad (he turns into a pumpkin at 8:30pm) and he calmly asked me what color the smoke was. It's, uh, I think it's gray, I sputtered, not being completely sure because it was pitch black outside. Then you're probably out of water, he pronounced. Oh good. He asked if I had seen any fluid on the ground and I explained the Wal-mart scenario. He said I probably have a crack in one of my hoses somewhere and I should take it to get fixed. Except it's not drivable right now, so I have to get it towed, and . . . hear that gasping, sucking sound? It's my bank account.

But! On the upside, I broke down on campus, in a safe place, and not out in this sketchy city, I wasn't alone, my uncle lives ten minutes away, and I found a place that will tow it for $55. Awesome. So hopefully today I'll be able to get it fixed. We shall see!


Leah