As we slow down on Hwy. 2 to go through Toledo, Donnie suddenly pulls over ahead of me into an abandoned lot. I pull up next to him and he has ‘The Serious Look.’
“I had a hard time shifting into first. When we pulled up to that light, I really had to jam it.”
“What does that mean?” I ask.
“Well, it did that right before I had to have the transmission replaced about two years ago.”
Mind races into List Mode:
- We could abandon the truck, load as much stuff into my car as possible, store the rest in a mini-storage (problem - who would come and get it? We are still 95% from our destination.)
- Call Progressive Roadside Assistance (our car insurance) and get a tow to a repair shop to get checked out. Possibly get a hotel and wait for truck to get fixed.
- Limp along - see how far we get.
Donnie drives a few circles in the lot and says it’s working again, so we choose #3.
Not that it would end up making that much difference in the long run.