Road Warrier

Check out my most recent brush with death.

I had been wondering earlier in the day "Why is my car riding like a bitch?"

Next thing I know I hear what sounds like a huge rubber band breaking under my car. The car starts shaking and pulling to the right so I take it off the freeway (shout out to the 101!) and start driving to the stop sign. I thought at any moment my car would start losing power or just die right there in the middle of the road.

But once I left the freeway it stopped shaking and actually seemed OK. I pulled into a shopping center and looked under the car expecting to see pieces of something hanging off it- like my suspension or a small cat.

Unfortunately I didn't see anything. I figured it was only about 10 blocks to Boyfriend's so I drove the car over there- expecting at any minute that the car would explode.

After parking behind Boyfriend's place and peering again underneath the car I flipped it off, turned and walked away.

Boyfriend and I pondered whatever could be wrong with the car. He offered to let me borrow his car and he'd take mine to the dealer the next day. (Reason number 8,012 my boyfriend rules.) He went out to take a look and came back about a minute later saying "it's the tire."

I was so freakin' relieved. I had already been trying to figure out where to come up with the money for a new transmission or engine or a Bentley.

Of course Sears informed me that ALL FOUR tires needed replaced. Figures.

But it's still cheaper than a new Bentley.