Solitaire U.
Last of the V-8 Interceptors
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My wife just told me that I'm more in tune with the family car than I am with her. She meant it as a joke but (ouch) I kind of suspect she's right.
I know every inch of our car. Every strange sound it makes, every little operational anomaly, every trouble code thrown by its PCM. Nothing escapes my attention.
It's not only focused on my own vehicle. When I'm walking on the street, I'm always focused on the traffic passing by. "There goes a whining transmission..." "Air in the power steering pump on that one..." "Bad CV joint turning the corner..." etc.
And it's not just certain cars that catch my attention. I notice junkers and jewels equally. I don't care about what kind they are, or how new or fancy they are. If anything, my attention seems more drawn to the jalopies. New cars are boring...nothing to analyze.
The other day I was walking the dog with our youngest son. I saw a metallic burgundy 4 door sedan parked on the street. I saw something strange in the paint, one of the rear doors was a (very) slightly different shade of burgundy than the rest of the car. I asked my son to look at it and tell me if he could see anything strange.
He spent a long couple of minutes walking around the car examining it, but couldn't see it. Of course, he only knew that he was looking for something strange with the color, but the repainted door didn't catch his attention until I pointed it out to him.
I've done that with other people too. When I was towing I would say something to a customer like, "Do you hear that whine when you put it into gear? Transmission isn't engaging properly. That's probably your problem right there." Most of the time they'd just return a blank stare.
Strange thing is, I love analyzing cars, but don't really enjoy working on them. That's probably related to burnout after 15 years of working in the towing industry.
But you know, if I walk a two block stretch I can remember nearly every car, but I barely notice the people I pass.
If I could only read people as well as I can read machines....
I know every inch of our car. Every strange sound it makes, every little operational anomaly, every trouble code thrown by its PCM. Nothing escapes my attention.
It's not only focused on my own vehicle. When I'm walking on the street, I'm always focused on the traffic passing by. "There goes a whining transmission..." "Air in the power steering pump on that one..." "Bad CV joint turning the corner..." etc.
And it's not just certain cars that catch my attention. I notice junkers and jewels equally. I don't care about what kind they are, or how new or fancy they are. If anything, my attention seems more drawn to the jalopies. New cars are boring...nothing to analyze.
The other day I was walking the dog with our youngest son. I saw a metallic burgundy 4 door sedan parked on the street. I saw something strange in the paint, one of the rear doors was a (very) slightly different shade of burgundy than the rest of the car. I asked my son to look at it and tell me if he could see anything strange.
He spent a long couple of minutes walking around the car examining it, but couldn't see it. Of course, he only knew that he was looking for something strange with the color, but the repainted door didn't catch his attention until I pointed it out to him.
I've done that with other people too. When I was towing I would say something to a customer like, "Do you hear that whine when you put it into gear? Transmission isn't engaging properly. That's probably your problem right there." Most of the time they'd just return a blank stare.
Strange thing is, I love analyzing cars, but don't really enjoy working on them. That's probably related to burnout after 15 years of working in the towing industry.
But you know, if I walk a two block stretch I can remember nearly every car, but I barely notice the people I pass.
If I could only read people as well as I can read machines....