I was on my way to the county fair when my car wasn't rolling backwards like it usually does. It seemed like it was up against a chock. I applied some gas and heard some scrapping. this residue was left on my driveway. I drove around for a bit and then stopped. I felt some heat coming off the driver's rear wheel. Yup, something was wrong with the brakes.
Well I can't go to the fair without a car to get me there so I resigned myself to missing the fair this year and steeled myself for the possibility of having to bike to work. I bitched about this on facebook. My friend Autumn saw the post and offered to pick me up as she and her husband, Brett, were heading there this evening.
So the fair was saved. I got my steak tips and elephant ear.
While I was waiting to hear about my car, I relaxed on the porch.
After getting my car back--with new brakes-- today, I headed to the fair one last time with another friend, Chase. He had never been there despite being a local. It blew my mind. I think he really wanted to eat, though. Dude packed away four corn dogs!
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