relieving some tension
the brakes eventually release. drivin on... manage to get to a gas station a few blocks away. the brakes lock again. wait... twiddle thumbs... they release. keep on keepin on... manage to get about a mile. stuck on the side of the road in front of a closed hardware store. figures. i don't want your fucking tools anyway! wait again... twiddle again... they don't release. see a target store a half mile, or so, up the road. can't go by car; going by foot. get out. start walking. oddly, not concerned about the outcome of all of this, at this point. probably too tired. get to the target and head straight to 1. the bathroom - car problems wreaking havok on my insides 2. the tool aisle - i'm getting something that's gonna fuckin do something this time. ooohh!! look at this... a whole set of wrenches for $10. glad i already wasting $18 on a pair of useless wrenches already.
buy my set of wrenches. talk to a manager to see if it's alright if i park and sleep there the night. tell him about my brake problems. he calls up some peeps who call up some other peeps. get's back to me - "yeah, it's cool." leave target. walk back to the car. get in. brakes still tight, but not completely locked. well, the target isn't too far away; i'll try to drive there. brakes completely lock up half way there. i'm stuck in the middle of the road. no shoulder this time. middle of the road. no one's coming though. for now. pop the hood. mess with a couple wrenches. find the size that fits the brake lines - 10mm. who knows if it's gonna do any good though? there's 6 different brake lines to choose from. which wire diffuses the deathcab bomb? which wire?... blue? green? yellow? no, no the red. the red one... no, not the red one... the green one...no!! kablooey!!
i guess i picked correctly. the car didn't explode, or implode either (to my surprise). a little fluid squirted out of the brake line and it seemed to relieve the pressure. got in the car and tested the brake pedal. back to normal. re-tightened the brake line and drove the last few blocks to the target parking lot without further incident. called it a nite.
buy my set of wrenches. talk to a manager to see if it's alright if i park and sleep there the night. tell him about my brake problems. he calls up some peeps who call up some other peeps. get's back to me - "yeah, it's cool." leave target. walk back to the car. get in. brakes still tight, but not completely locked. well, the target isn't too far away; i'll try to drive there. brakes completely lock up half way there. i'm stuck in the middle of the road. no shoulder this time. middle of the road. no one's coming though. for now. pop the hood. mess with a couple wrenches. find the size that fits the brake lines - 10mm. who knows if it's gonna do any good though? there's 6 different brake lines to choose from. which wire diffuses the deathcab bomb? which wire?... blue? green? yellow? no, no the red. the red one... no, not the red one... the green one...no!! kablooey!!
i guess i picked correctly. the car didn't explode, or implode either (to my surprise). a little fluid squirted out of the brake line and it seemed to relieve the pressure. got in the car and tested the brake pedal. back to normal. re-tightened the brake line and drove the last few blocks to the target parking lot without further incident. called it a nite.
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