Husband and I got a new clutch this weekend!!!
Unfortunately it was not this kind :
It was this kind:
Not quite as fun or glamorous, but a whole lot more expensive. [Yes, I drive stick! Impressive, no?]
Please forgive the rest of this post - this is written by me who knows nothing about cars. Nothing. When asked what my favorite car is I reply with "One that has 4 wheels and an engine." That's about as technical as I get. So forgive me as I type this remaining post with little knowledge on what exactly happened. :)
On our lovely trip up to Husband's aunt and uncle's house for Thanksgiving [more on that later!] Our car decided it wanted to give up on life. Bummer. We had planned to stop at the Walmart between our house and theirs that morning to pick up some drinks [I know....Walmart on Thanksgiving morning.....But in our defense we tried the Walmart at our house the day before looking for a particular kind of which which they didn't have so we were going to try all the ones between our house and theirs to try to find it....]. Thank goodness we were planning on making that trip because as we were on the freeway our car decided to give up. By "give up" I mean that Husband was giving it gas and reeving the engine and our little car decided it didn't want to go more than 50 mph...on the freeway and if Husband tried to hold it at 50 mph the RPM gauge needle would sporadically between 2 and 4.5....bad news. Luckily, we were right near the Walmart exit so we took it and barely made it to the parking lot. Our car began to die faster and faster and we had to drive the last block or so with our caution lights on [I think that's what they're called....] because the car decided it didn't want to go more than about 5 mph despite the fuel we were feeding it.
So... we made it to the Walmart parking lot in one piece. We parked, popped open the hood, and stared at whatever all that stuff is. Husband is nearly perfect, but he's knowledge of cars is more in the "nearly" category than the "perfect" category :) So we stood there in the freezing cold staring at this car. Fortunately/Unfortunately I was able to look pathetic standing in the cold with my perplexed face sending the message of "well, now what?" that a very nice guy pulled over and said "Are you guys ok? Do you need help with your car? What's wrong with it?" Since Husband was on the phone with one of his buddies who is super smart about cars I told the guy what was wrong and he got out of his car and had a look. He said he didn't know a lot, but he knew more than us! He poked around under the hood and he wasn't sure what was wrong with it, but he did suggest that we didn't drive it anymore today. He did come up with a theory of what was wrong, but I can't remember. This nice guy, Husband's car friend, Husband's Dad, Grandpa, and Uncle all had different theories about what could be wrong with it.
Long story short [or shorter than the long version...], Husband and I walked around Walmart for an hour while his Uncle drove down to pick us up and drive us to their house for Thanksgiving dinner. We drove Husband's brother's car home which he left at the Grandparent's house after they dropped him off at the airport a few days later. That was fortunate.
Since everything BUT Walmart is closed on Thanksgiving we had to wait til Friday to call the tow truck and then our car was in the shop until yesterday afternoon. But now it's back! And the clutch is totally different. I drove to work today because I was running late [it's the end of the semester and I'm dying....] because I slept in and didn't want to take the 25 minutes to walk to work. So it was a different experience. I stalled the car twice on the 5 minute drive... twice. I haven't done that since the first week I was learning to drive clutch. It's much more sensitive now and not as forgiving. It'll take some getting used to.
So... That's our clutch story. New clutch = $$$ = Merry Christmas to us.
Sorry that was so heinously long......The next post will have lots of pictures to make up for it, mostly just because I love pictures!!!!