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Ow, my oil pan!
So I'm driving along last night, out for a midnight drive. Suddenly I hear that ominous ticking out of my engine bay that car guys know oh so well, indicating that a bearing is on the way out. Sure enough, I get it off the highway and hear a crack. Everything dies.
Sure enough, when I finally get someone to pull over and use their headlights to check under my car, I can see the end of a connecting rod hanging down underneath, having punched a nice big hole in the oil pan.
Long story short, Martian's going car shopping, is happy he had some money stashed away and even happier that he has CAA and was able to get to a payphone to call for a tow. He also now talks in the third person.
Pictures forthcoming if I get a chance to take them.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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