OK, so for the past few days when I try to start the car, the key won’t turn in the ignition. Oh, it will eventually, but I’ve got to waggle the wheel back and forth, jiggle the key around, curse, etc. Today I finally lost patience, called Nighthawk and said, “Meet me at CJ’s, we’re taking this thing in.”
He replied, “OK, and hey, by the way, my sunroof won’t close and we’re supposed to get torrential rains tonight.”
My car is currently in the shop. My husband’s car has a trash bag taped to the roof to keep the rain out. We have to carpool tomorrow on a night that I have martial arts which means much driving around with the broken-sunroof car. It’s looking like a beautiful week.
My parents’ cars have been a bear, too – my mom had to take one in today for the brakes and for the whatever-it-is-that-replaces-the-clutch-in-new-cars. My condolences. :(
ugh…sorry?
The saturn part of the story is interesting because while in pittsburgh this past weekend, a random guy at the gas station asked my friend who also owns a saturn of the same type about the same key starting problem. My friend’s solution was about the same with just turning the wheel and monkeying with the key till it started.