This'll be a fun way to.. hell I don't even know which verb goes there.
My troubles start one lonely evening. I'm the idiot in this story. I forget to turn off my lights. My battery dies the next day, and I am able to get it to charge enough to start the engine (with a 12v mini charger no less).
I run the motor for a solid 30 minutes. I'm on my computer for those 30 minutes. After 30 minutes, I look at my window. I'm in utter shock to see a puddle of green coolant liquid running to the middle of the street. I run outside. I see that my car has overheated; great. I turn off the car let it cool off before I try anything else.
For about a week I survive on a coolant reservoir patched with epoxy that is rated for 200+ F temp, 2000 psi, and waterproof. The reservoir has melted in several spots and I had patched it so that nothing was coming out.
I still have this reservoir/radiator dumper, and it performs the job as if it was new.
Well, within a couple of days my engine starts overheating. A lot. It overheats so much that, once, going to a community service reflection (I haven't committed a felony its part of my Junior graduating requirements at the high school I go to that I must do 60 hours of community service; part of it being I have to reflect on said hours). I live close to Boston, and my school is about a 1 hour drive from my house. I'm in Rush hour. My car starts overheating. I'm sitting in my car, while it is overheating, and smoke is coming out of the hood.
Many many days later, we had this coolant problem fixed. Turns out it wasn't my fault, or at least not all of this.
The radiator was so rusted through and corroded that when the mechanic took it out for a test drive the bottom of the radiator literally fell off.
$1100 to repair.
Some days later (a week or so). I'm driving to my job in Chelsea (I no longer work there simply because it isn't worth my time and tolls. My car stops. And I mean the engine simply cuts....
... right before I enter a two lane tunnel for the airport.
I am able to start it again and I jet out at 70 mph. The car dies once again; this time at the exit right out of the tunnel.
I was able to drive the car, until a couple of days ago when the problem got so bad the car stopped 6 times in the course of an hour.
We have gotten it to the same mechanic.
$600.
What was the problem? The distributor.
Moral of the story: DON'T LEAVE YOUR LIGHTS ON!!!
I love my fucking car...
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