About an hour from Saskatoon my cruise just randomly shut off. So, I tried to turn it back on again and it wouldn't stick. I called my dad to ask if there was something wrong that would affect the whole car or if it would just be the cruise. As I am talking to him on the phone my speedometer quits and shows 0km/h even though I was still going 110. My steering wheel felt stiff (still don't know if that was just a mind thing or if there was actually something wrong with it) and then the car started slowing down even though I wasn't braking. Still talking to my dad, I decided at that moment to pull over and he said I should turn off the engine. So I did -- and it definitely wouldn't start again.
My fantastic father then got into his handy truck and made his way to where we were. We only waited for about 45 min. because my dad definitely doesn't mind speeding. And then he took us the rest of the way. We were fine the whole time, and it could've been so much worse. We could've been way farther from s'toon, we could've been in a bad place to pull over, my cell phone could have been without service, or really...my car could have exploded! :)
So I am back at the dorm safe and sound. It's good to get settled in again and see everyone. (I do really like it here.)
And so my car sits all by itself, on the side of the road -- spending the night all by its lonesome in the dark before it gets picked up tomorrow. Poor car.
2 comments:
Ack! So glad to hear you're okay! Had a similar experience - not fun. Dads are good for that...
p.s. how'd you get your blog to look the way it does - mine are always so boring and cookie cutter (basically what the provide)
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