If there is one thing I’m unabashedly clear about, it’s my lack of knowledge for all things under the hood. I can hardly point out the tires on my car on a good day. So it was with quiet resignation, as my Volvo would not start in a Best Buy parking lot, that I stepped outside my rig, walked around to the freshly popped hood, and hadn’t an inkling of a clue of what to look for, poke at, touch lightly, wrench and/or prod, etc., but I did it regardless. It’s the effort that counts, right?
I wish I had Scott Thompson’s attitude in this Kids in the Hall clip:
Wow, this is exactly the equivalent of my car care ability.
