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Back in the Faithful Steed's saddle
My car has been making a squealing sound for a long time. I've gotten used to this. However, maybe I shouldn't have. As I drove home yesterday during peak hour traffic along Leach Hwy something snapped and it wasn't me. The squealing escalated and the power steering went, much like my knees. The battery light appeared and the park brake light refused to budge, though the park brake was off. With a scowling expression and gritted teeth, I wrestled with my tiny buzz box all the way home. I managed to reverse park the car in a dark recess of the communal basement. With growing trepidation, I scoured the internet for a mobile mechanic. My normal mechanic is in Mandurah, an hour away. I wasn't making it that far. I found Lube Mobile and read reviews on various sites. It wasn't too bad, but it didn't fill me with hope. I've been taken for rides before because I don't know cars as well as I know words. Anyway, there was an available booking for today and I took it, praying it wouldn't be too awful. The mechanic was delayed, spiking my anxiety. I had wiped the week clean of volunteer and excercise commitments as previous breakdowns tended to leave me stranded for periods of time akin to being marooned on a desert island. However.... The mechanic, Joe, wasn't that delayed and we had a great chat when he arrived. He found the car park and the basement with minimal directions, giving me confidence in his competence. Even I got lost when I moved here. I explained everything to him while he appraised my faithful steed. He delivered a quote on replacing the alternator belt and got to work, sorting my baby out within a couple of hours for a reasonable sum. My steed is back on, minus the squeal, and she turns better than I do.