An endless parade of buses, tractors, and horrifyingly inexperienced high school drivers finally pass.
And then the typical bickering and brawling commenced, mere moments after we made our way out of the school parking lot.
My precious darlings wasted no time, cutting right to the chase of intentionally annoying and aggravating each other.
And me.
Someone in the car was obviously an expert.
On everything.
But that someone clearly wasn’t me.
And then the fun really began.
Stop making that stupid noise!
Turn that down! You’re gonna go deaf!
He’s being stupid!
Why are you being so stupid?
Stop acting like a baby!
Meh.
I continued driving among the bickering insanity when I noticed something… off.
And not just figuratively speaking, either.
I panicked.
The brake and gas pedals…
What the…???
Where did they go???
My life flashed before my eyes.
Was this seriously how things were going to end?
In a malodorous, sweaty-gym-sock-stinking, juice-box-stained deathtrap, with those two arguing beasts screeching and howling?
I don’t think so.
Over my dead body.
Ooh, no.
That was bad.
But what was going on?
Did I just break the brake?
Did I unwittingly have some sort of deranged Hulk-like moment and destroy a crucial car control with my freakishly strong right foot?
A hunk of plastic unceremoniously rolled backward and magically revealed the presumed missing controls.
And then it rolled under my seat.
Okay, that was a good start.
Except there was still a mysterious piece of rogue plastic on the loose that obviously broke off from somewhere.
I pulled into the post office parking lot, the very place my boys both harbor an unjustifiable aversion to, in an attempt to figure out what the hell was going on.
A large heap of plastic with a loose screw surfaced from under my seat.
I hadn’t the slightest clue what is was.
It vaguely resembled a pedal-shaped…
Something or other.
What did I know?
But the brake pedal was still intact.
The gas pedal was still intact.
So I determined it was safe enough to continue driving.
I mean, relatively speaking.
What with those shrieking banshee passengers and all.
Evidently, that heap of plastic turned out to be part of a vent that was situated near the brake pedal.
A vent part that I must’ve kicked and sent rolling.
Dangerously rolling, at that.
Well, that’s what happens when you discover you’ve got a loose screw.
Or two…
~Happy Friday, friends! Hope you all have a terrific weekend!~
Eek, that’s scary! Glad that’s all it was and everyone was safe.
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Thank you! It definitely wasn’t the highlight of my week, that’s for certain. 😅
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Oh wow!! So glad that it didn’t turn out to be more serious, but so scary! When I was 16, a part of my car snapped and left my shifter without a way to go into gear. Luckily my mom was with me and we glided into a parking lot. We discovered that it did have first and second gear, but third and fourth didn’t exist. My dad is a mechanic so he was able to repair it, but it was a faulty structure with the angle necessary to shift gears and was a continual problem.
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How scary! Car parts fall in that category of things that really ought to be durable enough so that crucial controls don’t fall apart, snap off, and roll away as you’re trying to drive. Yikes!
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So glad you were safe!
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Thank you! That was one experience I would not care to repeat ever again. 🤣
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😂
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Funny story, but I’m glad that wasn’t more serious!
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Thank you! All’s well that ends well, right? 😁
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I’ll bet this was never a problem for Fred Flintstone!
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Those Stone Age cave dudes had it all figured out! 😆
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Ah, all was fine in the end… it wasn’t a screw loose after all!! 😃😃 😉 Hope your weekend was fantastic too! ♥️
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And most importantly, it isn’t my own screws that are loose. 😂
Hope your week is off to a great start!
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😃😃 Yes, glad all intact!! Thanks ,off to a great start but busy and challenging! ☀️ ☀️
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Oh my gosh that’s funny! And i bet also a little frightening. I’m so glad you’re ok. Love how you can find humor in all kinds of life circumstances! So important. Blessings to all 💜
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Yes, that sums it up well: funny, but a little frightening. Fortunately, humor makes most circumstances a little less scary. 😊
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No rogue pieces of plastic in my Honda to date, but have experienced an inoperative brake pedal due to a tennis ball (a dog toy) somehow rolling underneath and becoming wedged there. Made for a scary moment as I flew past the park, trying to un-wedge it with my toes. My old VW had a “black hole” under the passenger seat where wallets, keys, and other small items vanished. They would reappear days later, when I braked hard. Usually after I’d given up and cancelled my credit cards or had a new key made. 🙂
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It figures that tennis ball would end up under your brake pedal instead of falling into The Black Hole. 😆
I almost wish my car had a black hole for all the empty water bottles and crumbs and other unidentifiable objects my boys leave behind. 😂
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I think I’ve figured the perfect job for you and the kids….After a mechanic repairs a vehicle, you and the kids should be hired to take it for the “test drive.” Based on everyone’s (how do I phrase this…) interactions, if the car survives the test drive (intact) the customer can feel more comfortable the mechanic did a good job. What do you think?
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Ummm… I’m fairly certain that role is already filled. By crash test dummies. And they do their job so well, I’d hate to give them any competition. It simply wouldn’t be fair.
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. . . And another disaster is averted .
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Thankfully! 😁
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Ouch. Glad it worked out ok. Why is it so prettily coloured I wonder.
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That pretty colored part is actually my mouse pad. I thought it provided a much nicer backdrop than the boring brown carpet alone. 😅
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I did wonder if it was an add-in. Nice mouse pad, sure beats my boring black one.
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OMG! Thank God you’re safe. Glad that you can find the humor in your experience.
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Thanks! It suddenly seemed a lot funnier after I’d realized that the car hadn’t actually fallen apart and become a safety hazard. 😁
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Excellent! Glad you were safe.
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Me, too! 😁
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Oh lord I almost spit out my tea! I am pretty sure this has happened to all of us at some point!
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It’s certainly an effective way to get the heart rate up! 😂
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😀
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LOL Been there, done that – only with a Windstar’s version of plastic something or other!!!! Ah memories!
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Good times, right? It’s such a blast having rogue mysterious objects at large while driving. 😒😂
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100% right-on, lady!
🙂
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😉
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