For now anyway. Here's how my day went up to this point. I went to school, I came home, I went to work. Normal everyday shit right? Then, I took a co-worker home and decided to take a nice, stress relieving cruise around town in my car. Well, on the highway, I smelled something really bad, so I figured it was just someone's tires or some shit. Then, I get to a dusty road, with tons of dirt being blown in my face, so I figured it was simply coming from the road. Then, my rev needle goes FUBAR and started skipping from 3 1/2 down to 2, then quickly back up to 3 1/2. Finally, I decide to pull over and check the engine. Smoke poured out when I opened that shit and stuck it on my prop rod. So, I checked the radiator for any sources of leakage anywhere. Turns out it wasn't my radiator at all, it was my fucking transmission. My car's blood was all over the ground underneath my ride. I know it's gonna cost me an arm, a leg and probably my left nut to pay this bitch off. God, this sucks. :sad:
