I just came across this in my Saab feed at Flickr. I’m not one normally given to the public outing of slightly silly acts (unless it’s Lutz or Farago involved) as I do enough of them myself. But I couldn’t resist this little story:
The last thing you want to see on a long road trip is your “check engine” light come on.
After I filled up my tank somewhere between LA and San Diego, this light came on.
I thought “dang” (though a little more coarse), but assumed I just hadn’t tightened the gas cap enough. I went out and retightened it, but the light persisted.
I was worried the rest of the way to San Diego that my car would either konk out on the road, or wouldn’t start if I stopped.
Fortunately, that didn’t happen. Every time I started my car during the weekend, I hoped the light would be gone. On occassion, I would look down and think the light was off, but it was only the steering wheel blocking my view. I kind of felt like when I was a kid and I dreamed I owned Optimus Prime, but then woke up and realized I didn’t.
It was on the whole drive back. I figured I’d need to get it looked at, but my schedule didn’t permit it right away.
On my second day back, the light went off.
I was a little suspicious at first–like my car was annoyed at me, and was going to show me that I needed to pay attention to it. But so far, it seems back to normal.
I know these warning lights can have a mind of their own sometimes, but I think if I had my money tied up in a late model Saab and the engine warning light came on, I’d be doing a little more than crossing my fingers. I think I’d pay attention to a little bit of orange before I have to fork out a hell of a lot of green.
I hope his car holds together OK.