Aemon Algiz
Member
So, today I was driving with a friend to the university. Well, the clutch pedal on my car decided that being a clutch pedal isn't that important and lost all functionality. It's not the first time this has happened with the car, the issue is kind of obvious after some diagnosis. The clutch lines for my car run right next to the catalytic converters (LOL BRILLIANT ENGINEERING), so during hot days and some heavy driving the catalytic converters get hot and cause the clutch fluid to boil. After the first couple of times this happened I replaced the stock clutch fluid with a higher boiling point fluid which did fix the issue, but now that it's summer I suppose I will need an even higher boiling point fluid. But anyway, I ended up stuck in a 40,000 dollar car next to what's called the "War Zone" in Albuquerque for two hours. It's called the War Zone mainly because of the obscene amount of gang/criminal activity in the area.
While I was waiting for my clutch fluid to cool sufficiently to bleed the line I saw the following:
A hooker give some dude a blow job
An incident of domestic violence (Pretty bad, too, cops showed up and arrested him)
A drunken man yell at me for not having any cigarettes or cash on me
A guy puke in the bushes in front of my car
A cop asking me if I had stolen my own car
It was fun.
Thanks Nissan.
Go fuck yourself.
While I was waiting for my clutch fluid to cool sufficiently to bleed the line I saw the following:
A hooker give some dude a blow job
An incident of domestic violence (Pretty bad, too, cops showed up and arrested him)
A drunken man yell at me for not having any cigarettes or cash on me
A guy puke in the bushes in front of my car
A cop asking me if I had stolen my own car
It was fun.
Thanks Nissan.
Go fuck yourself.
