I think I may have discovered a route to appeasing Murphy (he of Murphy's laws): abject humiliation.
Consider:
I ran some errands this afternoon, ending at the grocery store. Having gotten back to the car and stowed my groceries in the cooler (it is 101 degrees in the parking lot, mind, so yes, I do use a cooler just to drive my groceries home), I
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When my Grandfather got there, he had me take it out of park and put it back into park to try again. Still nothing. He had me put it in neutral and then it started right up. That's when I found out my Mustang would be in park but just not all the way sometimes.
Of course, then there was the time I left the bank, got in the Mustang, and it started. The keys, I should mention, were still in my pocket. That one was pretty exciting ;)
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