about a year and a half ago, i acquired my trusty ford escort, eli. the fact that i spent $500 on him should tell you something about the quality of car we're dealing with here. my brother-in-law got some shady mechanic to basically rubber-cement a windshield into the slightly bent frame (i just realized how dangerous that sounds...), he leaks in the rain, and the window crank on the passenger side is a locking wrench.
not eli, but definitely a cousin. or perhaps a long-lost girlfriend. kissing cousin? maybe.
sidenote: apparently europeans really like to spruce these cars up. the spoilers they give these little guys could make them fly.that being said, i love my car. i have spent relatively little on him with regards to insurance, gas, etc., and he has yet to fail me mechanically. he's been the perfect college car. he does have a few quirks, though. e.g., the "check coolant" light is perpetually lit up. and that whole leaking in the rain thing. and apparently the gas light has stopped working. maybe the coolant light could share some love.
i know this, of course, because i recently ran out of gas. i was on my way to the movie theater on university avenue, and he sputtered as if stalling, and then refused to move forward. probably my punishment for willingly going to see new moon.
i was not pleased. i hit my emergency lights and managed to round the corner to get out of peoples' way. the guy behind me was super cool, though (i would have been all sorts of annoyed) and pulled over and helped me.
long story short, muchas gracias to ruel of payson, utah and his sons ammon and sam for buying me a little red can full of gas. and honorable mention to spencer, another friendly motorist, for use of his funnel...because that "spill-proof" nozzle mos def was not spill-proof.
ruel told me to write about this in my journal. ha. i'm bad at blogging and even worse at journal keeping. but something tells me he he'll let such a shout-out slide.