Ever get the feeling that you just weren’t meant to be mobile?  Back in the early spring, my car - a 1990 Mazda Protege - started to unravel at the seams.  First it was the heater core going. Then a deterioration of the catalytic converter.  Next a signifcant crack in the windshield.  It all culminated in my battery dying completely.  It came time to retire the blue blazer, and so we did it with style … check it out here.

 Moving on from the Protege, I had a couple of summer months during which I could ride my motorcycle, a 1985 Honda Nighthawk S.  It’s a great machine, and has treated me extraordinarily well.  Until a rainy September evening, when the clutch started slipping, eventually eliminating all traction to my rear wheel.  It’s still sitting in my garage awaiting me to open up the clutch cover and check out the damage.

I finally managed to rustle up a replacement covered vehicle - a 1990 Civic Si.  Price was right, sporty enough for me.  And for two months has been running like a charm.  So today on my way to an oil change, the car quits while travelling on the highway.  It’s on the hoist at my local garage as I type. 

I know that everyone has vehicle woes … I just wanted to add my grrr to the global chorus!

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