the day Ace almost died

The serious account of the day Ace found out how close she was to dying.

It was rainy... as were all the other days that Ace was in Wisconsin. Foreboding blanketing the landscape and despair like a mist in the air. Okay... well maybe it was just cold and rainy. Typical Wisconsin. I had driven all the way from Utah and about mid-way I started hearing this clunky clicky noise. Much like the sound when you stuck a baseball card in your bike tire as a kid... just a little louder. Like a typical woman... I ignored the noise. Because the best course of action when you don't understand something is to ignore it and pretend it doesn't exist. BUT... the noise kinda freaked me out when I was driving to Chicago with my sis-in-law. So on the night before I was supposed to leave wisconsin for the long trek back to utah I figure I should probably ask someone about the noise.

Ace thinking: hummm... who should I call? I need someone who is smart on cars, can weld, and probably has a degree in "teaching kids shop class."

Ace looking at her phone: humm.... I don't know if I know anyone like that.

Ace scrolling through the "J's" in my phone book: Oh my gosh.. I wonder if Jammie knows someone.

well, in fact Jammie actually knew the problem with my car and suggested I take it in to get checked out. So early the next morning I went into the shop. 30 minutes later the mechanic comes out and askes me to follow him into the shop. He proceeds to tell me that all of the bolts on my breaks were loose. 2 bolts had completely fallen off. With a good slam on my breaks it would have been likely that several more would have fallen off since all the bolts could be tightened or loosened with his fingers. He explained that he had never seen something like this. And then he said...

"I don't want to scare you or anything, but I don't know how you made it this far. You are lucky. Really lucky to be alive."

Let's just say the dumb-butt who did my 60,000 mile inspection and didn't tighten the bolts on my car and I are going to have words. Serious words when I get back. And that is the story of how I found out that I almost died.

Ace

PS. The adventures of Ace in Wisconsin has been cut a little short. I'm currently in MN and should be back in Utah by Monday. So get ready for some new installments of the adventures of ace and jammie.