that they cannot find what is making the high-pitched metallic rattle that happens when I don't commit to full acceleration (read: in-town driving and you're stuck behind a slow numbnut). They checked out everything under and in the guts of the car, two mechanics took it for a whirl, I took a mechanic for a whirl, and NOTHING.
Of course, when I got back to my town - 30 minutes away from the place the car gets serviced- my car was doing it again.
I don't have voices in my head or hallucinations, but I have noises in my car that are possibly made by a car gremlin that only I can hear.
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