I guess that would be sound I heard today as Dustin and I fixed the broken belt on the car. Really, there was no sound to the fixing, I just wanted to synchronize my post from earlier. There were a few sounds, I guess. But I won't mention Dustin's cursing. It just wasn't that nice.
So, Dustin and I didn't take the van to the shop... we fixed it ourselves. That's right, I said we. I totally helped! (It's Shake and Bake... and I hailped!... random commercial line that just popped in my head. Does anyone else remember that stupid commercial?)
Dustin fixing cars himself is nothing new. He's a fairly good mechanic-man. A very good trait, that. But me fixing it with him? New. I was so brave. I put my hand way down inside the enginey area and put the belt in the right place in several spots. I hate engines. I have fears about sticking my hand down there. I remember my ball or toy going under the car when I was a kid... I'd try to coax someone else into going under to get it for me, or I'd get a broom or something to shove it out with. I did whatever heroics I could to get that toy out without having to go under the car myself. I was S-C-A-R-E-D. So, yeah, I overcame some fears today and put my hand right down in those enginey parts. TOUGH Clancy. Dustin was way tougher than me though. He laid down on the yucky road in front of the auto-parts store, got all grimy and gross and stuck his hand in enginey places whilst feeling claustrophobic. (maybe he didn't feel clausto, but I did for him.) So, he wins. But he's not scared of that, so maybe I win, right?
Whatever. And, as it turns out, it wasn't the alternator belt. Well, it was a belt that goes on the alternator, but Dustin said it's called the "serpentine belt". Did you know cars have serpentine belts? I didn't, but it sounds so cool, right?
"I'm going to wear my 'serpentine belt' today."