Friday, July 23, 2004

alternator belt  

posted by Michael Piwonka 6:50 AM
My alternator belt broke on Wednesday night, and there was no place opened that late to get it replaced. So I drove home, and tried to make it to a garage close to work the next morning, hoping my battery could last.

Alas, it didn't, and my car "died" along the way. Fortunately, a police car was driving by, and offered assistance.

As we waited for a tow truck, a man came riding by on his bicycle, and stopped to chat briefly. The police woman and I had a chuckle as he explained how the police had graciously relegated him to the bicycle, having taken away his license for a year. It seems that they "lied" about some alcohol levels after he was pulled over for DUI. According to him, there was no way he could have been drunk; he was merely "sipping" on some wine while driving around because his wife had just kicked him out of the house.

He said he decided to use his bicycle rather than put an alcohol-level tester in his car (which I learned later from the police woman is one option for people with serious drinking problems; they have to take a breath test every time they attempt to start the car).

After freely offering up his life story, he said he needed to get back on the bike and get to work.

I hope that he gets his license back, and that he can lay off the bottle. But he appeared to be in good shape, as he was benefitting from his extended time on the bike.

At that particular moment, I would have been happy to have been on my bike. After all, he was peddling away, while I was still standing on the side of the road waiting for the tow truck.


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