Small Mercies
Every time a car dies I try and diagnose it myself before it goes to a mechanic in hopes that I can fix it or convince myself the problem is minor up until I get the call from my mechanic saying, “Yeah, I hope you have good credit.” When my car failed to start the other day, I did the same thing. This time, however, it wasn’t some vain hope.
With the help of one of my mom’s friends we diagnosed some sensors as being the problem and, even better, they didn’t need to be replaced. They just needed some cleaning. So, good news there.