It Did FINALLY Happen! I Think...

T-Hoe did not come home on Tuesday! He spent a second night away, on the parking lot of Mick the Mechanic. Of course I was devastated. We had PLANNED it, by cracky! So I wouldn't go a day without T-Hoe.

Farmer H felt bad. He came home at 2:45, and offered to drive me to town. Of course I agreed. We took A-Cad, easier for me to get in and out. And not so junky as SilverRedO. I got my scratchers. They were terrible losers! But what did I expect, with Farmer H involved? That man is like a walking jinx for lottery tickets.

Farmer H had planned to drive back by and see if T-Hoe was out of the garage, but decided against it.

"I'll go by tomorrow morning with HOS (Farmer H's Oldest Son) after we work on the apartment. We'll drive it home, and then I can drop him off. You won't have to do anything. You should have your car by 10:00 at the earliest, or by noon."

"IF it's done!"

"They'll have to fix it. He thought it was fixed, and gave me the keys and said take it to town and put gas in it. It wasn't fixed! I bet it took me 15 minutes to put $6 of gas in it at Casey's!"

"SEE! Welcome to MY world. Since JUNE!" 

[Actually, The Pony's world, except for a couple of weeks.]

"I just thought it might work better at a different pump. It didn't! They found out that the charcoal canister had exploded. That's not uncommon in a 16-year-old car. [T-Hoe is 18! From 2008] So there was a problem with a plug. [I thought like an actual drain plug, but I suppose he meant a blob of charcoal clogging up a line.] So once they can find that, it should work."

True to his this promise, Farmer H was home at 11:30 on Wednesday. He left my key and the folded-up bill on the kitchen table, and escaped while I was in the bathroom. How much did it cost to fix T-Hoe's little problem?

$988.20

I divided the picture, so it wasn't so long and thin and sticking into the sidebar.

We either got a "break," or Farmer H was talking out of his rumpus. He said he thought they had T-Hoe in the garage Monday evening, maybe for the oil change, because he wasn't sitting on the parking lot Tuesday morning. Then again, he said he thought they worked on T-Hoe all morning. But T-Hoe wasn't done by 2:30. The hours of labor don't jibe with Farmer H's reports.

I wonder if it would have been so much if Farmer H had taken T-Hoe for repairs the first week I noticed the problem? When pumping gas was just slow, but not yet virtually impossible. The line might not have been plugged yet, or might have been easier to find. It might have taken less than four hours of labor.

Anyhoo... I haven't driven T-Hoe yet. On Thursday, we'll see if T-Hoe is accepting gas. Farmer H escaped before I could ask him if he tried it this time.