Timing Belt FAIL!
Three miles from home, car dies. Won’t turn over, won’t crank. Made a funny whirly noise, and then… nothing.
Called AAA, got towed, got to dealer, guy looks at it for 5 minutes. “Timing belt, head, head gasket. At least.” Because I bought a 2001, it’s all covered under warranty. Without that, we’d be looking at a nearly totaled car at $5,000 to repair.
And throughout the whole thing, I didn’t lose my temper once.
Why do I freak out over the trivial shit, but my car (literally) blows a gasket, and I don’t?