Thursday, July 25, 2013

I collected my chariot today.

LouLou is back on the streets and raising hail.

Or, back on the streets, anyway.  Actually, she's in my gravel driveway straddling a piece of cardboard so I can see if she leaky-leaky overnight.  Think of it as a car diaper.

Anyway, the new engine has a considerable amount more power.  There's an odd noise, and at my lunch break I took it back by the garage and the owner drove it around and told me he thinks they and un-squeak that bit - thinks it's related to the brakes.  It's nice to have my wheels and my independence again.  If I live to be old enough to become unable to drive, that's going to be a hard bite to swallow for me.



Old NFO said...


NotClauswitz said...

Wheels o' Fire!!

Larry said...

Hooray for LouLou!

I'll cry big alligator tears when they finally pry the Mustang keys from my cold dead hands.

Evyl Robot Michael said...

The Tactical Assault Compact Sedan is totally going to give LouLou a high-tire next time they see each other. Having each been resurrected from the grave, birds of a feather, and all that.