Tricia's Partial Mutterings

Ka Boom

I got gas today. Thank goodness I convinced a certain pal to go with me because after we left the gas station she rolls down her window to talk to me. "Ummm, your car is leaking a lot of gas." Now at the gas station, the pump clicked and stopped and then the person next to me was all concerned that I spilt a lot of gas, so when it was leaking, I thought it was just excess gas dripping off. I get home and get my dad to lie down on the driveway, crawl under the car (impressive if you've met my dad), and shine a flash light at my gas tank.

So it turns out that my stupid car has a bad gasket (excuse my non-knowledgable car language spelling) connection. The fuel intake tubey thing that connects to the gas tank is connected with a shot rubbery thing. My dad was super concerned because it looked like a total defect to him. He told me this isn't something that should ever have to be fixed because it's a safety issue. You think? Gas leaking from my car? What could happen? He told me to take the car in immediately and most likely Ford is going to be the only one able to fix it. Well crap.

I looked online and found out that there was a recall on this in 1997. Yes, my car is a 1998 and I didn't buy the thing until Sept. of 1998. Well thanks Ford, could you have told me a bit earlier? Only I could pull this one off. Dang it.