The song on the radio is slowly muted as you listen to the roaring sound of your sick engine.
Tick. Tick. Tick.
S i l e n c e.
Right Turn, Right Turn says the signal as you only use the brake to come to a complete stop.
Put it in park and turn the keys, the engine is already off.
Pull the lever and crawl to the passenger side to safely exit.
There's an increasing puddle of green liquid to the side and smoke is rising from under the hood as you lift it.
Cars are continuing to fly past at speeds commercial cars should not be allowed to go.
You reenter for the safety of the air bag.
After 14 beeps you're answered by ringing and "Thank-you for calling Triple A"