My little fishface was able to get there under her own power, though I was concerned a moment or two along the way.
The pedestrian light was blinking red on DeRenne, but no one was at the crossing, so I'd slowed down, but was still in third gear, hoping to not have to stop.
Eventually, I had to anyway, as the red light persisted...
and as I braked and pushed in the clutch to shift to second...
that's when it happened.
The gear shift knob went slack in my Saturn.
Perhaps I was imagining something had happened?
Oh, if only that were true.
Steady application of the gas pedal enabled me to continue down the road, but I changed my destination.
Instead of going off to the AMC for a movie, I drove straight to Rincon Transmission on Mall Boulevard.
Fortunately, the lights along the way were in my favor for most of that trip.
Fortunately, the rain storm had drifted on down the road.
Fortunately, Tony and Laura were home and able to come get me.
i thank You, God.
Here's hoping it's just that stupid little clip that connects the clutch cable to the gear shift knob...


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