It started as a small noise. And then got louder, like a rattle. And then louder still. Alex called his dad on skype. He started the car for his dad to hear the terrible noise and the immediate response was “turn it off! turn it off!” Poor sick car. After about a week in the garage (I know, can you even believed we fit a car in there!?) my car is back in good health. The work included a brand new water pump, timing belt, some nuts and bolts and washers, some fluids, a couple new tools, and probably other parts I didn’t know an engine had.
With much help from modern technology (yay google and my super smart father-in-law consulting via skype over and over) my amazing husband put humpty dumpty back together again! Yay.
In case you wonder, my car sits so much lower to the ground than Alex’s and really zips-zips around town, so he calls it a Go Kart.