assult and battery
Jan 17th, 2008
I had to write that title, I just had to. Leah\'s battery died when she was at the gym this afternoon, and despite the efforts of a number of helpful fellow gym-goers with jumper cables she was unable to get it going again. Luckily she has a husband who\'s home all day! Also, I can pretend to know what I\'m doing with the auto repair. It only took one new battery, a bag-full of tools, and two scraped knuckles; now the machine is running like new. It also helps that we have an auto parts store about four minutes from our house.
One observation I have to offer: they make it alot more difficult to get at the battery in a hip sporty 2002 Jetta than they do in an elderly Subaru wagon.