Car Trouble

Now that my mother-in-law is here again in town, I come to rememeber my old Toyota Corolla.  The car which was handed down to me after hubby had bought his own Toyota Innova.  I had been using it for years without any major trouble until one time when I drove MIL and SIL to the mall for some shopping.  We were at the middle of the road when suddendly the engine stopped.  I certainly know how to drive but totally ignorant when it comes to car engines and parts.  I tried to pull over by the side of the road but couldn’t start the engine.  Embarassing though, SIL  struggled to push the car by herself but didn’t quite move an inch.  Until some good samaritans helped us out. 

Fortunately,   a towing service was readily available and it was easily brought to the Toyota  Repair Shop.  I later found out the cause of trouble.  It’s over heating.  I didn’t notice the warning lights on the dash board ‘cause  I was too engrossed in inching it out in a bumper to bumper traffic on the road.  Since that shameful incident,  I never would want to drive that car again alone.  Then eventually,  with much distrust to the efficiency of the car, I sold it.  Now,  I seldom drive, not because I’m traumatized but because I don’t have my own car anymore.  Anyway, I always have an efficient driver in the person of my hubby.