I was really looking forward to going on a hike tomorrow, so you can imagine my dismay when I got home this evening I detected a distinct smell of burning brake disc and found my rear left wheel to be very hot. Now, unless I can find a garage that can fix it on a Saturday, I guess my hike is cancelled. Going for a 60 mile drive in the mountains with binding brakes would be unwise.
The thing is, this isn't the first Friday where a fault has cropped up with my car. I have two theories to account for this:
A) The car actually breaks earlier in the week, but you're so busy you don't notice till the weekend
or
B) The universe is inherently cruel and unfair
Which is it do you think?
The thing is, this isn't the first Friday where a fault has cropped up with my car. I have two theories to account for this:
A) The car actually breaks earlier in the week, but you're so busy you don't notice till the weekend
or
B) The universe is inherently cruel and unfair
Which is it do you think?