ABSTRUSE
Cirque du Freak
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- Mar 4, 2003
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No, not in prices like at Wal-Mart....more like the day where you see a lot of cars and things being taken away on a Rollback. Mine being one of them.
Its been making noise in the front end, we thought it was the CV joint. Picking my son up from summer school, we merrily exited the school entrance, I glided out to merge with traffic when it happened....the steering locked, there was a funky noise and then we weren't moving.
My son jumps out of the car and yells............."Ma, your axle is busted." The words every mom wants to hear.
I call the Hubby, he says he's on his way....the son goes and gets the school police officer who directs traffic around my poor wounded car. I now know how the owner of Barbosa felt when he went down. My wheel was off to the side, grease was everywhere and parts were poking out. I started to well up.
The Rollback came and took him away to be fixed. He broke a ball joint and front end axle.
It was sad watching him be taken away. My car is old, but I love it. We have a symbiotic relationship. I have bad joints, he has bad joints. He's family.
I'm going to hug his primered hood when he gets home again.
It's so sad.
Its been making noise in the front end, we thought it was the CV joint. Picking my son up from summer school, we merrily exited the school entrance, I glided out to merge with traffic when it happened....the steering locked, there was a funky noise and then we weren't moving.
My son jumps out of the car and yells............."Ma, your axle is busted." The words every mom wants to hear.
I call the Hubby, he says he's on his way....the son goes and gets the school police officer who directs traffic around my poor wounded car. I now know how the owner of Barbosa felt when he went down. My wheel was off to the side, grease was everywhere and parts were poking out. I started to well up.
The Rollback came and took him away to be fixed. He broke a ball joint and front end axle.
It was sad watching him be taken away. My car is old, but I love it. We have a symbiotic relationship. I have bad joints, he has bad joints. He's family.
I'm going to hug his primered hood when he gets home again.
It's so sad.
