We got lemons at Gleaners the other day.
As we were unloading the car, one fell out and lodged above the bumper.
I thought it was funny.
I don't anymore.
Because ... the lemon had the last laugh -
My car died.
Yep, click.
That's all I heard.
Click. No vroom vroom.
Three guys all under the hood - poking, prodding.
Much shaking of heads.
"Dead".
Final diagnosis? The starter 'seized'. Apparently.
We hope. Because that can be fixed.
Expensive, but replaceable.
We go to rescue the beast today.
From where it was abandoned next to the road.
And the first thing I am going to do is GET RID OF THAT LEMON.
