Monday night (Christmas Eve), as I was coming home from work, I noticed my car begin to smoke. Because it wasn't overheating at all and because I had just pulled into my parking space, I wasn't entirely concerned. Keep in mind, my car is old. And just like any senior citizen, it will occasionally make weird sounds, odors, and emissions and then keep chugging along like nothing is out of the ordinary.
Shortly after I went inside, Monty left to walk the dog only to immediately return and and say that there was a fire under my car. I went outside and froze, just staring at the small flames under my car.
Monty gets in my face, "Mom! Fire!" Oh right.
I called 911. Within minutes the fire department had arrived and were in the process of putting out the flames that were now engulfing the entire front portion of my vehicle.
* No one was hurt and there was no damage done other than to my car. It could have been much, much worse.
*Jay had planned to get me new tires. I'm glad we put it off until after Christmas. Money saved.
*Before the firefighters arrived, a few of my neighbors came out with fire extinguishers. I have no idea which homes they came from and in all the excitement of the moment, I never thanked them. I hung a Thank You note in a common area and signed it The Woman with the Charred VW. I hope they see it.
*The firefighter who filled out my incident report was the quintessential hunky firefighter and he was unbelievably kind. He walked over to me and said, "I'm sorry about your car." I sighed and said, "Yeah....it was vintage." He looked sadly at my car and replied with almost more sorrow in his voice than I had, "I know."
*Before the firefighters left, a slutty looking girl who was visiting my neighbor asked Hunky Firefighter for his number. He glared at her and walked away. Score another point for you Hunky.
*Last night I was numb and in shock. Today I worked through the necessary logistics about how I'm going to get to work. We still have another car and I have some great friends and co-workers who have already offered to help out if needed so I don't foresee any major problems. I'll know more once all the insurance stuff gets sorted out. All in all, I'm amazed at how nonchalant I've been about this whole thing. When did I become so relaxed?
RIP Cab. We had a good run.