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Date: 04 May 2008 22:40:17
So my car started making funny noises a couple of days ago. My younger brother is into avoidance as a coping strategy and thought it was fine. That evening he went to see my older brother who said the noise was bad. Yesterday I was about to go to church and it was making the noises with lots of enthusiasm, and the (!) light was on.
I decided not to go to church (half an hour drive) and to wait for the father to get home so he could give his opinion before I called the NRMA (roadside assistance people). He came home and agreed that the noise was bad, but pointed out that the (!) light was on because I hadn't taken the handbrake off (which was because I wasn't going anywhere because of the noise - it's not a regular occurrence).
So I called the NRMA who said someone would be out in about 90 minutes. Which was fine, as I wasn't going anywhere. 10 minutes later a lovely man arrived and agreed that the noise was bad. He added that he would not even drive the car anywhere because it sounded like a bearing... something... and that the engine may well blow up (not his words) if it drove anywhere. He said to call NRMA in the morning and they would tow it.
He also congratulated me for not turning up the stereo and pretending the noise wasn't there. His niece did that and ended up with $2000 worth of repairs.
I then went inside and told my mother that the engine was about to explode and it needed to be towed. She likes panicking, my mother, so I like to give her the opportunity to when possible.
This morning I called for the tow truck, they quoted 60 minutes, truck arrived in 20, I naughtily reversed the car onto the road for ease of loading onto the truck (it didn't explode) and it is now on its way to the car dealership where they will do something hopefully and make the noise stop.
And we all lived happily ever after! AND as I'm up early, I can take Pooka for a walk!