When I got my car, I had no clue exactly what coolant was or what it does until I was driving on the interstate, on my way to school last year. Think blue skies, warm, and no clouds. Suddenly I noticed little drops of something showing up on my windshield (I think rain, so I started looking for clouds. nope, no clouds)... it got worse and I could not see anything. I decided to used my windshield wipers. Guess what? It smeared. Now I really couldn't see a thing... I then had just a little corner of my windshield to see out of. I got off the next exit. By the time I called dad, my car was smoking like crazy and making sizzling noises... and I was on the side of the road. The entire time I kept thinking, "My car hates me!" I was also thanking the Lord for keeping me safe but also asking Him why He gave me such a car.
To make a long story short, dad drops my car off at a local shop, he takes me to school (taking time off work so I wouldn't miss my test; he's the best!), and we find out my radiator hose had a hole in it. As you probably guessed, all that smeared whatever on my windshield was radiator fluid. (By this time, mom was ready to just give my car away.) After it was fixed, we started paying a littler more attention to the temperature gauge and noticed it was overheating randomly, so we started checking the coolant level.
It's been a little over a year since then. I actually love my car even with its quirks and problems. The Lord gave me the exact car I wanted, and I am so grateful! Today, I needed to check the radiator fluid level. Pop the hood. It needs more. Unscrew the lid. Add some extra coolant. I feel like a boss. May be a little bit like Rosie the Riveter....
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