Thinking it sounded similar to the vibration of a tire rubbing a wheel-well that is packed with snow, I accelerated up the ramp...only to discover I had no "go." I drifted as safely and as quickly as one could on a ramp in Mennonite country, where I share the road with tractors and buggies; I had power, only no acceleration.
I shut the engine off and tried to start several times to no avail. It would turn over, but not fire. Giving in, I phoned my husband who was waiting for me at our designated lunch spot and told him my dilemma. He assured me that he'd be there to pick me up.
Initially, the car was towed to our mechanic's garage, who also owns the transportation company, whom I drive for. Seems like ever since I was hired to drive as a substitute school bus driver last August, either one of our two vehicles has needed repaired or inspected. I joke that I might as well sign my paycheck over to them each month.
Anyway, the mechanic originally thought the car was in need of a timing belt and water pump; however, the diagnosis became more terminal: the engine was dead.
So, with this news, I was reflecting on all the memories that the car had taken my family to, and inspiration hit me full force. I created a 2-minute Animoto project to convey my thoughts...and I cried when it was finished. There was so much I didn't include in the video that was important, I really could have made another one. Or two. Or five.
As for now, friends have a vehicle they are willing to give us, but it needs repaired and inspected, which we will pay the cost of. Hopefully, it will not amount to much moolah.
As for the beloved car, the mechanic offered me money for it; he will replace the engine for far less than an engine would cost me, and give it to his son.
Below is a link to the Animoto project:
http://animoto.com/play/zBPSXXUVoHwuUnmdmjNxqQ
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