On Saturday I was on went to a Colors concert at the Sandy amphitheater and I pulled into the parking lot and all of a sudden there is a whole bunch of "smoke" (we later realize it was steam) coming from my car. We (my cousin was with me) jump out to investigate and we see fluids gushing from underneath my car. "HMMMM. This is random." I've had my car for four years and I have never had a single problem at all. Not even a flat tire. Ok, so I've been a little spoiled. Well, we had a concert to get to and I wasn't too worried anyways. I know how to fix any problem with my car. I call Daddy.I called my dad. He came to the rescue. We found a puncture in the hose. Thank goodness that was all. I knew how to fix that one without the help of my dad. DUCT TAPE. Which is exactly what we did to patch the hole until I could go buy a new hose this week.
The moral of this story is...keep a role of duct tape in your car. It holds the world and my car together.
PS. The concert was fabulous.
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