Emily's car is fixed, duly inspected, and one ::ugh:: DMV visit away from being fully street-legal. This was not without adventure, however.
After fixing the numerous known issues with body and brakes, they discovered a need to put the car through a "drive cycle." Believe me, I know from drive cycle. It's virtually a semiannual feature of this blog to report on the things that go bump with the check-engine light. This time, though, I was comfortable enough with the repair shop to let them do the 20-odd mile drive needed to reset the monitors and give the computer a "clean" reading.
Probably a good thing, as it turned out, for mere moments into their drive out to the 990, the engine began smoking like nobody's business and letting off a very Jehovah-like cloud for all to see. Scott's driver not only attracted the wrath of God, but the unwanted attention of an Amherst cop, who pulled him over before he could get it back to the shop.
Seconds later, the cop saw the long-expired 2008 inspection sticker on the windshield. "I'm driving it so it can GET an inspection sticker!" was his oxymoronic reply.
As with this odd item from last week's New Yorker, no arrest was reported. They replaced a valve cover and, other than some acceleration issues (no, Lisa, not having to do with the Captain's coffee), she's good to go.
ETA. Registration accomplished in 20 minutes flat. A June 2010 inspection sticker now resides on Frankie's windscreen. There is a God, and apparently He needed to renew His chariot today, as well.
After fixing the numerous known issues with body and brakes, they discovered a need to put the car through a "drive cycle." Believe me, I know from drive cycle. It's virtually a semiannual feature of this blog to report on the things that go bump with the check-engine light. This time, though, I was comfortable enough with the repair shop to let them do the 20-odd mile drive needed to reset the monitors and give the computer a "clean" reading.
Probably a good thing, as it turned out, for mere moments into their drive out to the 990, the engine began smoking like nobody's business and letting off a very Jehovah-like cloud for all to see. Scott's driver not only attracted the wrath of God, but the unwanted attention of an Amherst cop, who pulled him over before he could get it back to the shop.
Seconds later, the cop saw the long-expired 2008 inspection sticker on the windshield. "I'm driving it so it can GET an inspection sticker!" was his oxymoronic reply.
As with this odd item from last week's New Yorker, no arrest was reported. They replaced a valve cover and, other than some acceleration issues (no, Lisa, not having to do with the Captain's coffee), she's good to go.
ETA. Registration accomplished in 20 minutes flat. A June 2010 inspection sticker now resides on Frankie's windscreen. There is a God, and apparently He needed to renew His chariot today, as well.
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Date: 2009-06-11 04:53 pm (UTC)