My car has broken down four times in the past 2 weeks. This morning was the last straw and I was left stranded on the side of the road on my way to work in rush hour traffic. Again.
After trial and error and a little denial on our part, we’ve finally gotten the words we didn't want to hear: Blown Head Gasket.
Which in most cases means it’s time for a new car.
Since I’ve already paid my car off, the last thing I want is another car note. So, after talking it over with Dennis, we decided to shell out the $2K it’s going to cost to get it fixed to save my baby.
This is Dennis getting down and dirty under my hood. (Umm, yeah that sounds gross…take it as you will)
My poor car. I love this car. It’s a 2000 Subaru Legacy GT Limited and I am not ready to give it up. So here’s to taking the train. Son of a….