Our bad Car luck

So, Jacob and I bought a new car. It's pretty, and newer than our 91 Geo, and not falling apart, so we liked it. Supposedly. But then this weekend happened, and I and the new car were NOT friends. But it's okay now, I think we're friends again. Here is our story, and some other car adventures thrown in.

So, we bought the car knowing that it needed some repair, mainly a couple of new tires and the alignment fixed. So we decided we would head up to my parents for part of the weekend and go to my dad's trusty mechanic in Layton. Well, I guess we should have had a warning when we had to get the car jump started before we left. We weren't too worried though because we knew that might be the case since the car had been sitting around for a few months before we bought it. So we got on our way, hoping that the 1/4 of a tank of gas we had left would get us all the way, because if we stopped the battery would die. To our surprise and horror though the car died just before we would have passed the Alpine/Highland exit, so we pulled over(luckily we were able to make it to the exit ramp, so we weren't off the main highway).

We called my dad and then waited in our cold car for about an hour until he and my mom pulled up in the truck. At that point we hooked up our car to the truck and my dad towed us all the way to the mechanic shop in Layton. Jacob had to sit back in our car with not heat and not lights to control the steering wheel and hit the break when we needed to slow down. Needless to say, it was probably the longest drive up he's ever experienced. I got to sit in the nice warm truck and chat with my mom, and I certainly love Jacob for being willing to let me do so while he had to deal with the nerve-wracking job of keeping our car where it needed to be. However, we made it safely to Layton and even did so without getting pulled over, which was pretty lucky considering the fact that my dad shouldn't have been towing our car that far without it's own lights.

After we dropped the car and key off at the mechanics for them to work on it in the morning, we went out to dinner and my dad jokingly said maybe our gas gauge reads wrong and we had really just ran out of gas. We all laughed and figured that couldn't be the case but that it had to least been the battery dying again. Well, when the shop called in the morning it turned out my dad was right, our gauge was wrong and we had ran out of gas! If we'd had enough gas we maybe could have made it up to my parents, but possibly not because our battery also needed to be replaced, and we needed more oil. But after we got all that fixed, and some new tires, and the alignment fixed, and we paid 440 bucks, everything was good! And we made it safely back to Provo. However, we do still need to replace one sensor before we can get the car inspected and registered, and maybe then I'll post a pic or two .

That wasn't all though. Apparently when Jacob and I have car troubles it's contagious because while we were up there we also discovered my mom's car had a flat tire and my dad had to get that replaced. When we left we promised my dad no more car troubles, but he called us last night to inform us that we were in big toruble because when my mom tried to leave for church yesterday the battery in her car was dead. But hey, they say bad things come in 3's. So we should be fine now, right?