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Sunday, September 22, 2019

Her name is Abigail part 3

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As you have seen from, "Her name is Abigail part 1" and, "Her name is Abigail part 2" there had to be a part 3 because why would replacing an alternator, starter, and a battery fix my problems?

After what started out as super stressful and ended up wonderful night at my friend's house I departed the next day, in my car, and it worked fine. I kept the AC off when possible, I mostly drove during the day to avoid turning on lights, and my car was running fine. I was pretty nervous when driving it for fear that it could go out on me at any point but that was okay. I had used a date night with husband to have him teach me the proper way to push a light car like mine.

Just a few pieces of information on how to push a car by yourself.
1. Turn the car on enough to put the car in neutral(if that is an option)
2. Open the driver's side door. While standing between the open door and inside of the car you will push. What you will be pushing is the door and frame of the car. Why you ask, I asked this as well, because if you pushed the car with the door closed/ on the outside of the car and hit a downward hill you would not be able to quickly jump into the car and hit the break or pull the emergency brake.
3. Practice these skills and techniques, they might come in handy one day.

Does this little list seem like foreshadowing, well if it does, well it sure felt like it too.

Fast forward to a Friday night. I get off from work, hit the mall up for a little retail therapy, Husband is at work, and I need to swing by a friend's house to drop something off. I'm like hey, Teach likes rides let me go grab him and we'll chill together. I get out of my neighborhood, through a stoplight and am cruising just fine when it happens. All the lights come on the dash, all the gages needles fall straight down and the car loses power. I have just enough momentum to roll into a turning left lane.

I turn on the hazards, I keep the lights on and wait for a break in the traffic. Standing in the driver door I start to push my car across the street to a less busy road. I am doing okay until I reach a slight incline. I am pushing as hard as I can but the car is not moving.

Out of nowhere some lady pulls up and says, "Do you need some help?"

Honestly, my first reaction is always, "No, I am okay," but right now, like most times, it would be a lie and my car would still be in the way. I so instead I say, "Yes, please, if you could help me push it that would be great."

This nice lady is pushing from the back, Teach barking at her from inside the car,  and I am pushing from inside the driver door(see steps above as to why)  we are able to get it up the small hill and into a parking lot. I thank you profusely and then she rolls out. I told Teach that is not how we treat people that are helping us and he just looks at me. I then start to make the calls.

I luck out because Broha is actually close by and so he comes over to help. We figured if we can get the car jumped we can get it to nearby mechanic's shop and if we fail in between we'll just call AAA to get them to tow it.

After reading the directions on the jumper cables we are able to get enough juice to the battery to start my car. I pulled out of the little parking lot with only my hazards on and Broha driving behind me with his lights and hazards we make it less than a mile to the mechanics. Where my car promptly dies as it rolls into a parking spot.

I pull out all my stuff from the car, call Teach into Broha's car and head home. The next day I swing by the mechanic's drop box and leave them a set of keys and note of why the car is in their parking lot.

Honestly, I felt like something like that was going to happen. It was one of those moments where I was getting in the car my gut told me to use the truck, but NO, I didn't listen. Oh well.

The car was not at a mechanics and hopefully, they could now tell me what was going wrong with my car and end my pain and suffering.

Has anyone else had a time where they should have listen to their gut but ignored it instead? If so please leave a comment or story below!

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