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AAA to the Rescue!

I worked from home on Friday, and after the work day was over, I went to get in the car to go out and run a few errands. I turned the ignition, and...NADA. Ruh-roh. Exhibiting all the signs of a dead battery, I whipped out my handy dandy AAA Card, and called to request assistance. The rep on the phone was very nice, took all my details, and told me someone would be out within 30 minutes.



Sat down on the stoop to wait it out, and about 20 minutes later, help arrived in the form of McNeil's Auto Service. Out jumped an extremely tattooed and pierced fellow, who turned out to be one of the nicest guys ever. He tested my battery, which only had 39 amps in it. Apparently you need more than this? Who knew? Anyhoo, he looked at the aged wonder, said it wasn't worth trying to get it going, and kindly told me it was time for a new one. He happened to have one on the truck, and in the course of about 15 minutes had the old battery out and the new one in. It ended up costing a pretty penny, but due to my Premium membership, I only had to pay for the battery itself. The install was free, and it came with a 6-year warranty. I signed on the dotted line, and off he went. My hero.



My little Monty is so unused to actually having electrical power that it can't quite contain itself, and now idles with pleasure. Hopefully this will keep our relationship going another 100,000 miles.

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