April 04, 2006

I noticed it while I was sitting in traffic, at a stop light. The overwhelming smell of exhaust. Man! People really should take better care of their cars!

Oh wait.
It's happening at every stop light.
It's MY car.

My biggest fear was that I'd bring her in and they'd call me and say, "We can't find anything wrong with her!" So when I called to check on Miss V the Beetle yesterday afternoon, I was thrilled when the mechanic had an explanation. Something involving a secondary air pump coming loose and in the process ripping a hose. I was a little less thrilled that she wouldn't be ready until today (they had to order a part), but the fact that I would get her back without the icky exhaust problem made up for the extra day.

This is the third or fourth time I've taken her to this repair shop, and I'm really happy with their service. They explain what was fixed and tell me how much the parts and labor were. They're knowledgable, friendly, fast (in most cases), and the price is always right. I'm never taking her to the dealrship for repairs again. Yay for nice local mechanics!

On a totally unrelated note, this is my 400th post using Movable Type. Woo! Maybe someday I'll figure out how many there were before I implemented MT.



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