Last summer I was forced to leave my X-terra for three months. This was a huge deal in our relationship, considering we had never been more than 3 weeks apart. But the Lord had called me to go work at the JH Ranch and my car did not feel the same. Before I left I tried to do everything to make sure it was well taken care of. Tried to part it under the tree so it wouldn't get too wet in the rain and too hot in the sun. Tried to make sure it was nice and clean cause I knew it would be another 3 months before it's next bath. Tried to make sure neither of my reckless brothers would drive it, sorry. And lastly made sure my mom would take it out for a spin every once in a while.
So the weeks went by. I would call home and check on it. Prayed for it. Thought about it on long walks. I even received a picture of it, among others, around my birthday. To my knowledge we were getting by just fine.
Towards the end of the summer my mom calls and tell me the most peculiar thing is happening to it. As she would drive it around town it would honk randomly. She would just be sitting at a red light and "beep" or driving down Bailey Cove and "beep". This was not a one time occurrence. I immediately knew it missed me terribly and received a "you're crazy" from my mom on the end of the line. The worst part is that there was nothing I could do about it. I knew that nothing would suffice unless I was there touching it.
It got worse...
I received the call that they had to take it into the shop. My dad had no idea what had gone wrong with it, which is unusual. It had just pooped out. The mechanic said something about the computer inside it dieing. For those of you that don't know, thats a piece of his heart. At that point mine sank. I was eagerly waiting the results of the surgery the next few days. What was a boy supposed to do w/out his car? Well besides walk, bike, carpool, bus, train, subway, scooter, moped, skateboard, and of course fly.
The results were in and it had survived without complication! I flew home a few days later to embrace it in a moment of surreal bliss. To this day I have never heard it randomly honk...
Sunday, July 20, 2008
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