Driving a deteriorating car through slushy winter weather as night time creeps in is emotional. I don’t feel ready to pay big money for car repairs and every time the thoughts of breaking down and being foisted upon a mechanic shop flow through my mind, another pothole appears in my path. I drive tensely, with windshield wipers that do eighty-five percent of their job but leave streaks of moisture at my eye’s level. I listen for noise from underneath my car and bemoan other drivers who break for no reason or who get all up in my business from behind.
Having a car is such an important factor in one’s life, depending on where you live. I am extremely privileged to have a car, but sometimes I think of a carless existence and how peaceful that could be. Of course, a carless existence probably means I would be living in a big, expensive city so one way or another, my money would be flowing out of my pocket constantly.
Another pain point for me is my lack of knowledge about cars. Not knowing what’s happening in the engine brings me fear. Anything happens and I think the worst, which is foolish but it is the reality for now. Knowledge is power and I need some car knowledge.
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