I’m sorry I don’t have any gorgeous man-nipples to show you today. However, I do have news about the car. After the Honda dealer ripped out the carpet and the sodden and mildewed jute beneath and started taking stuff apart, they found the leak source. There was a manufacturing defect where three panels were supposed to be welded together. The weld had failed. They put it back together and tested it with a power washer, then replaced the jute and the carpet, which had been sent out for cleaning at a specialty shop.
We had a very interesting conversation with the head of service about the whole thing. Many apologies were tendered.
Meanwhile, I haven’t driven in about two years. I’d been having trouble with driving somewhere and getting a migraine so miserable that I couldn’t drive home. I’ve taken the new car out twice, once with the spouse along, then later on a short trip where I could leave the car and walk home if my head blew up.
While the car is a remarkably plain white Civic, some people have asked for pics. I’ll get those soon when the weather improves and I remember to take the pictures before the sun sets.
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