Death of a Car

A few short months ago I posted here about our first ever car, our shiny red Geo Metro. Ok, run down but nevertheless rather cute Geo Metro.

Now, the car is dead. It successfully took us on a short road trip to Sacramento and back for Thanksgiving. It sounded as fine as it ever does.

The day after we returned we went shopping (unsuccessfully, I might add). On our way back from the mall, we turned a corner, continued a little ways down the block, heard a terrible wrenching noise, and coasted to the shoulder of the road.

I'm thankful there was a shoulder of the road to coast to because we were there for about an hour before the tow truck found us. Anyway, getting home that night was a bit of an adventure, but we managed it.

The car has a busted transmission. I don't know much about cars, but everyone we've asked has heard "transmission" and then asked when we're buying our new car. So apparently we're in the market for a new car already.

Not that I'm not grateful for our cute cheap little first car. It got us going, it launched Ron into the working world. And the price was definitely right. Now we'll have to see what we can find for the next one.