- Jul 18, 2000
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It's pouring rain so I decide to get up early and come to work before all the rush hour traffic. I get up, shower, etc....then go to the garage and start the car. Let the car run for a few minutes while I go inside and grab some orange juice and a muffin. I come back out, get in the car, start driving to work. I had gone about 2 miles and was headed down a hill when I hear this obnoxious ROAR come from under my hood, all the lights on my dash come on but all the gauges look normal. That's when the engine quit. I pulled to the side of the road, got out(remember it's pouring rain), and popped the hood. Everything looks ok, no fluids leaking, check the oil and it's full(I had just checked it yesterday anyway), I even crawled under it to see if I could find any damage. Nothing. I get back in, try to start it but nothing. Lights are on, radio is working, odd. About that time my Dad pulls up behind me. Luckily I don't live far from them and he was headed to the town. He gets out and asks me what is going on so I tell him the story. He checks the car out and can't find anything either. That's when my friend Terry pulls up, now it's a convention, he was going to work and saw my Dad's truck and my Durango and thought he would see if there was anything wrong. I tell him the story and he gets on the phone and calls his Dad who, among other things, owns a salvage company. 10 minutes later and there is a wrecker on site that then tows my Durango to the dealership. End of story for now....I'll update when they call and tell me what happens. I'm at work now, luckily I keep a spare change of clothes in my office for those nights when I might end up having to spend the night in the server room.
I hate Mondays!!!
I hate Mondays!!!