January 16, 2008
My wife, despite past experience, drives a European automobile. It’s nearing the end of its warranty, so it’s getting about time to sell it. In fact, the check-engine light went on a few days ago, so we were planning on taking it in for service.
Well, I was at a homebrew club meeting last night, and my wife was on her way back home from her parents’ house. She called me to inform me that the temperature gauge was going up!
Not a good thing. We had her last POS Euro car overheat on us driving from Vegas to LA one year (strangely, just after the warranty expired), and it cost us a horrendous amount of money. So when I heard the car was overheating, I was a bit concerned.
Then she told me it had stabilized, and it only went up while she was accelerating. Given that it was stable, I told her to keep an eye on it, and if she saw it rise, to open the windows and crank the heat. It was a bit chilly, so she could probably have gotten away with that without getting too uncomfortable.
For the rest of the homebrew meeting, I was a bit worried, but I didn’t hear from her again. So I called her when I left to tell her I was on my way home, and check on it.
Me: “How’s the car?”
Wife: “It’s okay, it actually wasn’t a problem.”
Me: “Really? How so?”
Wife: “I think I was looking at the wrong thing.”
Then it hit me… I know how the dash is aligned, and put two and two together (it only occurred when she was accelerating)…
Me: “You were looking at the tachometer, weren’t you?”
Wife: “Uhh, yeah… I probably shouldn’t tell you about these things, huh?”
And I laughed so hard I’m surprised I didn’t run off the side of the road…
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