You know that expression, “When trouble comes knocking”? Well, it came knocking, all right, one night in 2006, not at my door but under the hood of my Ford Crown Vic.
I was driving home from work and, at first, I didn’t want to hear the strange knock, knock coming from my car—the way I didn’t want to hear a lot of things then. I turned up the radio to drown it out. But the noise just got louder.
Too loud to ignore. Man, engine repairs could mean a couple thousand dollars. Way more than we had.
I groaned, dreading what my wife, Christy, would say when I told her my muscle car, the grown-up toy she’d warned me not to buy, was going to put us even deeper in the hole.
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