Sometimes You Are The Bug

I had my car’s windshield replaced today. The windshield was hit by a rock one day on the way home several weeks ago and with the cool nights and hot days the hit turned into a crack. The crack has spread and was nearly completely across the entire piece of glass.

The car is due for inspection this month and I figured there was no way the windshield would pass—even though the crack wasn’t in my line of vision it was a bad enough crack that I knew if I picked up another rock hit the windshield would look like someone had taken a bat to it.

I watched some of the install process today and I was fascinated by the power caulk gun. Suhweet. Who knew? I was also amazed at how the car just snaps into a bunch of pieces like those little plastic cars that used to come in cereal boxes—a flat, stamped piece of plastic that you snapped out and clicked together. I always have assumed car equals rivets, manly welded joints, etc. Not so much. At least not around the windshield.

Now the car is ready for an inspection and a 60K check-up. Does anyone else get the regular check-ups? I’ve never really done those check-ups until I got this car. I haven’t done every single one but if a major mileage milestone happens around inspection time (and it usually does) then I go ahead and have it checked out. If nothing else the pollen filter will get changed and I swear that filter works.

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1 Response to Sometimes You Are The Bug

  1. Liz says:

    I love that song from your title, especially the Mary Chapin Carpenter version!

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