Right before we passed the petting zoo gas station off Interstate 16 between Macon and Savanah, we heard our Subaru run over something substantial but the car was running find so we knew we hadn’t blown a tire. I pulled over at the next exit. I walked around the car with expert knowledge of all things car. The car looked intact. I got bak in to the Subaru and continued driving. We had left Atlanta to go for a pre- Thanksgiving visit with my mom in Hilton Head. After a couple of miles of sighing relief, all dash board lights start blinking like a bomb on the A-Team. And the anti-lock brakes started going in and out. Steering was limited. We made it to the next exit and drove right in to Grady’s Truck Stop.
So we broke down Saturday and today is Tuesday, the day we planned to go home. Randy is working on the Subaru as we speak or so he says. He is attempting to bypass the air conditioner compressor and replace the belts. he said we won’t need AC and this can get us home. “Call back in a while.” Randy told me for the sixth time this week.