Death before decaf.

My car either hates me, or it is paranoid.  Or both.  The engine fails to start when its under or around 20°F because the starter switch doesn’t disable my security system effictively disabling my engine from starting.  It thinks its being hot wired.

Aside from failing to start, (which, by the way, hasn’t happened in a while  because of the impressive heat wave [over 25°F]), my car locked itself in Brittany’s driveway with the keys on my seat.  Both of my lock cylinders have fallen into the doors.  Dad, Captain Matt, Brittany and I were armed with a crowbar, flashlights, and coat hangers trying to engage the electric unlock button with a coat hanger and pop the lock with the coat-hanger-in-the-door-trick.  I joked around with my dad about breaking a window as a last resort, and after about 20 minutes of trying, he decided that is what was to be done.  A few hits and my backseat was filled with shards of glass; I was able to reach the rear passenger unlock toggle.

The vent-glass will cost $251 USD plus local sales tax (Wisconsin %5.5).  For now, duct tape and cardboard effectively serve as my window until I make an appointment with Auto Glass Specialists.  The Saturn dealership in Duluth goes through a company that wants to charge me for $575 USD.  I’ll take the on-site repair from Auto Glass Specialists.  I will, however, use the dealership to fix my locks.

Happy Friday the 13th.