GTI Woes

One crappy thing about Atlanta right now is the drought. It's rained a little bit, but we are still in the worst drought in over 100 years. Bad drought = Outside Watering Bad. Outside Watering Ban means no washing the car. No washing the car = Unhappy Ed. So the car has gone about 3 months without being washed, which is driving me nuts. Usually it got a bath about every 3 days...so this is way different.

I'm not particularly happy with the GTI right now. Actually, the car is still running fine, so I can't complain that much. But she's fallen off the pedestal with the "Wyoming" incident, the paint issue on the A pillar and being so dirty. And unfortunately these things seem to attract more bad news.

Last week I was riding around when an overwhelming odor wafted into the cabin. Not smoke, not coolant, not oil...something else. It reminded me of a ski shop for some reason. I looked over at my friend Casey who was riding with me, and his look confirmed that there was definitely something going on. He seemed to think it was electrical, and came up with a brilliant plan if smoke suddenly filled the cabin (Find an autoparts store, run in and grab a fire extinguisher while he explains to the clerk what was going on). We eventually parked and investigated, but couldn't locate the source. But something was for sure- my car wasn't smelling right.

The following day I got under the car as much as I could, and almost instantly located the source: I had run over a plastic grocery bag. It had somehow wrapped around the exhaust in the dead center of the car, completely out of reach. I could jack up the car, but of course the movers didn't pack the blocks I used to raise the car enough to get the floor jack underneath. So I had to wait until I had some time to not only run to Lowe's and by a 2x10, but also have enough light to work on the car.

Finally a week later, I found the time. Got the car jacked up, and sure enough the bag had wrapped around the entire pipe and proceeded to melt...making a two foot long section completely coated in plastic. So I climb under with a die grinder and some sandpaper...and went at it.

Oh...did I forget to mention it was snowing at the time!? Yeah...snowing in Atlanta, on the one day I really needed to be outside rolling around on the ground. And to cap it all off, since it was Saturday morning Car Talk(www.cartalk.com) was on the radio, and some guy had called in because of a funny smell coming from his car. And guess what they said the likely culprit was- a plastic grocery bag.

Someone is mocking me.