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Clever illusions that reflect human behavior 

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Alternator round 2

Car: Nissan Sentra 1994

Weather: Cold Night, Snowy. Silent.

Let me set this up for you. My poor old little car had a strange habit of eating through alternators. I never had to replace a battery in the car. Instead I went through 3 alternators in 4 years.

I will bring you back to alternator #2 its January. It’s a silent snow covered night. I should be inside sipping hot coco or something. Instead I am outside quietly setting up the trickle charger on my car battery muttering profanities softly, with a flash light in my mouth.

Since this was the second alternator I was pretty aware why all this was happening and how much money I did not have to fix it till I got paid.

So I  busy myself making sure I have a good connection and that I am getting aps off the meatier from the second extension cored I tried stringing from the garage.

It was so quiet that I could hear my heart beating in my red ears.

My little part of earth was experience a brief complete silence.

When from right behind me in the garage somewhere that could not have been 4 feet from my head a noise.

O what a noise so loud and strange I screamed a stream that no one heard over the other piercing the silence of my mind and place.

I felt myself go hysterical briefly for I feared my death would be attached to the noise.

The 2^nd second it was happening it was over.

I now was flashlight-less as it had fallen into the snow. Curled up in the fetal position almost under my front bumper.

I was breathing like I had run from an ax murderer.

After discovering I had not wet myself I got up and marched right into the garage making the door crash into the broom collection in the corner.

I said some chose words inquiring what on God’s green earth are you doing?

To my dad hunched over his own car with earmuffs on, said. “I am setting up my new horn. It’s an Awooooooga horn.”

I was so mad I said some other chose words I am not proud of, along the lines of “Lord have F”*ng mercy”

I went back out in the cold and finished my work angrily.

Since that day the only thing I have heard louder was lightning.

Oh my head…

It’s so loud

Car: Nissan Sentra 1994

Weather: warm dry, summer.

The summer before my senior year of high school I was given my first car.

It was a great way to get from my house to the boy friend’s house but I had no air.

As I was rolling off the neighborhood 25 mph street enjoying the breezes from my forward thought before I left to roll (yes I had to manually ROLL all the windows down) the windows down. That was my down fall. Because there was no traffic and I wanted more air in the car I hit the gas. As the first bit of acceleration was felt in my seat a simultaneously a roaring engine and terrible grinding noise was coming from the car.

It was so loud at the moment I went to plug my ears to avoid the pain. To then quickly realize that was no possible because that would require me to take my hands off the wheel while driving. Ok I had just started driving but I knew that much. Lucky for me, I did not get to the state rout I was about to turn onto. It had a 40 mile per hour speed limit and people rude enough to run me over without a thought.  Also lucky that there was a car wash and a large place to park and look to see what was happing to my “New” car.

I got out not wanting to look put my hands down on the plastering hot black top and put my head to the side.

There lying like a wedge agent me going any further, was the whole exhaust pipe severed at the pivot joint where it comes out of the engine.

At this point I had just got my first job. With that pay I had just weeks before bought a pre pay cell phone. (This was 2003, not “cool”) I called the boyfriend at the time and he drove the 5 blocks down to where I was. Then called under my car with a cut mettle coat hanger and pulled my exhaust pipe off the black top.

Standing up from my car and checking the burns on his arms he said “Now you can drive home.

I drove with no excuse for 3 months.

It was so loud that when I would leave work. All my coworkers smokers or not would take a smoke brake and come outside to watch me leave.

For when I did, the noise my car made on startup would set off every alarm system sitting in the parking lot, all at once.

This is me on a daily basis !!!

LOL

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Dane Cook

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hahaha omg!

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Lol

Ha ha ha

Rémi Gaillard

ha ha! Not only am i going to run from you, i am going to crown myself champion before I leave. BO YA!

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Yep, this is me! 26 years and this is still me/.

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Me and my best friends for sure! @xJessasaurusRex

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I have this on my desk.

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