I went to Montrouis this morning to drop off some stuff that friends of ours are taking back to the US for the mission. On the way there I started noticing a bad sound when I went through pot holes. I got to Bev & Richard’s, checked the truck for obvious things like flats etc and noticed that the truck was sitting low. Jean had just brought it in after driving it and passed off the keys so I assumed if there was anything major he would have told me and thought that maybe they had done some work on it. I don’t know, I’m a girl and focus on girl things and let the boys take care of boy things.
On the way home the sound got worse and started reminding me of a particular incident about a year ago…when the cab came completely free of the frame. No joke. No exaggeration. It was literally not connected.
Every pot hole had me cringing and when I pulled in the driveway I told Chris that he needed to check it out because of “the sound”. I think it’s important to point out that when most women mention that the vehicle is making a *sound* most men think they’re just being women – my husband is not one of those men, thankfully – both for my ego and for our vehicles.
Chris looked at the truck and the first thing he said was, “Um, why is it sitting that low? That’s not right…” I know it wasn’t me – I’ve been losing rather than gaining weight! He started looking underneath and then I saw the look on his face I knew that I had been driving a death trap, again.
See, we’ve had to weld every single part of the KIA back onto the frame, not once, not twice, but about three times! This will now be number four. Blah! We HATE this truck. Just in case you think I’m exaggerating or being dramatic…
A pull down…see the truck covering the wheel?
And being pulled down again.