A Lady and a Camaro
Lets start from the beginning.
It was 2015, in a snowing night driving a 2001 Dodge Caravan. I was going home from work and all of the sudden a few miles closer to home I check the radiator temp at the dashboard and it gauge way up to steaming hot. In a few seconds, I panicked and called my boyfriend at the time and told him about the situation with the radiator. I was surely frightened to be stuck in this winter weather and worse, the roads weren't plowed yet as the snow kept on falling. I was driving up carefully and I was safely home. In the next days, the nightmare to fix my car has begun. It started as this, I went to the main mechanic and spent at first $30.00 bucks to figure it out what's going on. This mechanic was the son of a well-known mechanic in this rural town. He was helpful, honest and reliable. But he delivered the bad news. It was the head gasket. And as I didn't understand what's going on and neither understand about cars and what to do when it breaks, I thought it was an easy fix. But as we went to another mechanic, the news were turning pretty dire. The cost? 1000 bucks. And it wasn't a good sight! My mind was racing like a mice on a spinning wheel as I didn't have enough money to at least save this thing so I can go to back to work. It was paid off a couple of months ago. I asked my boyfriend to call the dealership in which he bought the mini van from. And I specified, "I need and affordable car to go from point A to point B. No an expensive thing, that we can't afford." I said it clearly. Did he heard it? Perhaps. Did he fully understand my words? I don't think so!
