For the last 100 miles back from South Dakota, we got to listen to the dulcet sounds of a wheel bearing failing.
So, we brought that in to the shop yesterday. They trusted our assessment of what the problem was enough to order the parts without seeing the car. It was, in fact, a wheel bearing, so we were right!
Worst victory ever.
Then we drove to pick up an item from a friend, and on the way the fans in front of my engine failed, making it an air cooled only engine.
On a 90 degree day.
In city traffic.
We managed to limp home without overheating, but it was exceedingly stressful.
Today we picked up the husband’s car and dropped off mine for the fans and also a sway bar repair.
There’s no winning!
