I killed that pig with my Honda Pilot on a god-forsaken Texas highway seven years and 100,000 miles ago. Why wasn’t my six-week, hellish ordeal to fix the car retribution enough for that suicidal swine (see The Pecos Pig)? Plus, there was that delayed breakdown a year later – also javelina-caused (see Revenge of the Pecos Pig).
It seemed like such an odd car part to break. Mindy said she had seen such a failure just once before. It was caused by an under-engine impact while off-roading. Sounded to me much like the shock of hitting a wild Texas pig at 65 mph. Probably some residual stress-related leak that just took a long time to get bad enough to be noticed.
Maybe it’s time for a new one. A car, that is. Mindy gave me tips about the best time of year to buy a new Pilot. Maybe in the fall.
I’d gotten home for only an hour when Kendall Honda called. I was expecting more bad news. But it was only Michael thanking me profusely for having had service done today, obviously unaware of my unfixed, leaky power steering fluid problem. He quickly got to the real purpose of his call, which was asking if I had considered trading in my old, 2005 Pilot for a newer vehicle. When I explained my pending $1,671 repair bill, he noticeably brightened. “Well, would you consider putting that money against a down payment on a new car and just trading it in, as is?”
“Nice try, Michael,” I laughed. He laughed, too. What else can you do?
Damned pig.
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| Master Mechanic Scott and my dead steering gearbox assembly. |
Friday: So far, so good. . .
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