'99 ol ' chrysler

i had warned him earlier in Spring that something smelled like it was burning under the hood. i warned him again when the ac quit.....and i had said "it's cold now so it's okay but comes summer, that car is gonna be trouble."

sure enough, 45 minutes away from home with temperature of 94 degrees blasting our scalps, sweating our brains and drenching sticky hot humid down our backs....the temperature gauge threatened to explode. he mumbled and grumbled about the cooling fans etc as if he just discovered it.-mebbe this is the way he processes information? it isn't there until it's there, eh?

we had to stop every now and then so he could beg and pray and beat at one (that only sorta works) of the two cooling fans that was dying, to go on...

we were amazed when we made it back.

oh, i love old cars that runs on faith....

but i'm not looking forward of putting a new cooling fans today at 97 degree!