> One of the least fun things that ever happened to me was when I blew up the engine in my car. It happened three times to the same car. The first time I was 22 miles from home. The second time I was 60 miles from home and I figured it couldn't get any worst than that. So I had the engine completely overhauled and about a year later it happened again. It was worse, much worse, because this time I was at Rabbit Ears Pass, Colorado, about 1500 miles from home. After that, I started buying Subarus and Toyotas.
> How"a long time ago"ard


Same car 3 times?, no, but how about 3 different cars? This past summer I managed to destroy the cooling system in three separate cars in the span of a few weeks. Dropped husband off at airport (his car), kablooey, there goes the radiator.
A couple weeks later, drop sister off at airport (my car), kablooey, there goes its radiator. Borrow dad's car in the meantime, you guessed it--kablooey. At that point a friend offered to loan me his car, but I was afraid to touch it.
No, the weather wasn't exceptionally hot. The cars were all different makes and ages. Maybe I should post this under the "coincidences" thread since the airport figured in there twice...hmmm.

koala"just lucky I guess, lucky and a lot poorer"mom