Excited to discover he fixed it, and wanting to go rent Kill Bill he invited me to join him in a run to Hollywood Video. I suggested running to the store up the road instead and renting it for less money, and that way if for some reason the Mazda did not start for the return trip we were only facing a 2 mile walk rather than a 6 mile walk.
After calling me chicken, but my holding my ground, Hubby relented. We drove up to the store, picked up Kill Bill, Mikes Hard Lemon and some toilet paper. Getting back into the Mazda, you will NEVER guess what happened (be sure that last part was read with extreme sarcasm). The Mazda wouldn’t start.
So, we walked home, got the tow rope, and towed the Mazda out of the store parking lot and down the road 2 blocks to Hubby’s work parking lot. There it will sit until I can arrange to have it towed to our mechanic.
At this point I’m tempted to try and fix the damn thing myself with a sledge hammer.