Bollocks. I could feel my truck grumbling all week and today it finally went into a silent protest not letting me shift into any gear whatsoever. Still as my friend Cheyenne would say ‘don’t be bummed at your good fortune’. He’s right; as luck would have it all shifting ground to a halt outside the airport car rental frenzy, my trusty AAA card and cell phone were handy and I was on the road again in no time.
We’ve had some good times my 1993 Ford and I, but I feel it’s time to let go and invest in a newer, younger modal. Jesus…I hope my karma doesn’t come back to haunt me on this one!