The weekend before last was amazing faire wise. This was good because the rest of life was unimpressive. I was on my way to the festival and just outside of Madison, shortly after getting onto 94 actually if anyone cares, my car decided that 65 mph was too much to be asked of it. In fact, any movement of it's own accord became outside of the realm
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Random tow truck man (who happened to be one of my dad's regular periodontal patients) informed us that we'd probably blown a piston, which involved the piston actually breaking out of its casing, leaving bedlam in its wake.
You might still be able to fix the Beigemobile... and by fix, I mean have the engine replaced.
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Great writing, shitty situation.
RIP beigemobile. You were a helpful beast. Also, I get back to Beloit in less than a week! Woopwoop!
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