I’m Convinced – I’m a Cr@p Magnet!

I may not be the ultimate crap magnet, but I’m a crap magnet nonetheless! Being such a major freakazoid over car issues in the first place doesn’t help but, as you may or may not know, the check-engine light came on again after about a 1.5 second flicker of the “Restricted Performance” and a slight hesitation on acceleration again. There’s some intermittent issue going on that needs to be figured out. The check-engine light stays on for a bit to say “Hey! Something happened recently that you might want to get checked out.” When it doesn’t happen again for so long, the check-engine light goes off … until it happens again. What is it??? 

So I took the car back to the shop this morning. But wait! Before I even got there, I attracted a bit more crap. I was behind a cement truck at a red light at Orchard and Parker waiting to turn left. I thought it was interesting for some reason and decided to snap a picture with my cell cam. As I was setting the phone down, I felt sort of a thud and my stomach flipped over. I thought something crapped out in the engine. Nope. Car still running. Instinctively, I looked behind me in case the car died to see how many people would be irritated. To my surprise, I saw this minivan in my trunk slowly backing up! I was rear-ended! Are you kidding me???

The woman was clearly shaken, which was probably intensified by the fact that she hit a Jag. 😀 My initial reaction was irritation, but it was such a slight tap that I’m not worried about it. I got her information anyway because that’s the right thing to do. True to my nature, I was the one reassuring her (being careful not to release her from fault of course). I told her I would call her and let her know either way.

There you have it! My exciting tale for the day. For anyone curious about the picture I took (and because I like as many posts as possible to include a photo) …

Maybe it caught my attention because this is yet another job my dad once had. 😉 How many people have a photo to remind them of the few seconds right before being hit by another car?!

Update: I don’t speak auto mechanic, but some sort of acceleration throttle was pretty gummy. That was cleaned this time along with a little more fine tuning elsewhere. I’ve probably only put about 30 miles on the car since I got it back the second time, so with the fuel system cleaner added, the mechanic wants me to run this tank of gas through then run a tank of premium through and keep track of everything that may (hopefully does not) happen along the way. That’s over 700 miles worth of driving. Let’s see… Estes Park, Cheyenne Mountain Zoo, Garden of the Gods, Georgetown, Lake Dillon. Lake Dillon? Hey Marvin! Can I use your condo???

Darcy Elliott

I don't believe humans truly have a purpose. Our goal is to survive until we expire. Period. Joy is pleasurable and worrying is not. Balance in life is crucial; but if the scales must tip, may they tip on the side of joy. I’m just another human trying to survive. I blog because I can and because I enjoy it, not because it serves any purpose.


  • As soon as I at first left a comment I clicked the Notify me whenever new comments are added checkbox and now each and every time a remark is added I get four messages with the exact same comment.


    • I know this is a very delayed response. Life tossed me in a direction that severely limited my blogging time. The duplicate emails has to do with your personal email account and how it’s set up. There are multiple reasons for this, but please know that I’m not personally sending you four emails at a time. 🙂 I’ve tried to search the internet for a resolution to my own issue with multiple identical emails, but I can’t figure it out.


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