Yes, I had watched my dad and brothers working on cars when I was younger, but it neverįascinated me like it did them. Glaring into the engine compartment not knowing the battery from the radiator. I pulled over to the side of the road and popped open my hood, and got out of the car and walked around to the front, 'Oh Darn, now what?', I thought to myself. All of a sudden clouds of smoke billowed out from under my hood, and the warning light flashed on my dash.
I started driving down the long lane away from my house, enjoying the radio and letting the sun beat down on me, darking the already dark tan that I had started in my backyard. I threw a towel and a t-shirt in a bag and headed towards my car to find the perfect spot to oggle the men who had the same idea as me. I packed a light lunch of leftover chicken and some fruit from the fridge, and slipped on my favorite kakki shorts and tied my favorite bikini top around my neck and waist. The only thought on my mind was finding a nice cool water spot and enjoying the day. I called into work and played the act that I was sick and would schedule a dr appt to check and see what was wrong. It was a Friday morning, already heading towards the 100 degree mark, and it was just too hot and too nice of a day to be cooped up in an office or anywhere else for that matter.
