Its 5 minutes to the time I am to start work this morning and the clutch pedal pushes in all the way to the floor while I am making a left turn in traffic. No clutch. It felt like it "broke". Flashers on, door open, I hail a passing pickup truck. Guy wheels around, and helps me push the beauty thru the traffic to a parking lot and lets me make a call.
It has now been towed and sits at an unfamiliar garage/auto place. (I don't know ANY mechanics here where I live--been three years and had no need for one...areliable 2.5 RS to depend on...) No repair till Monday. My son calls long distance to warn not to let mechanic tell me there is more wrong with the beauty than there really is. Suspect linkage. Any advice here? (What am I saying, "any advice?".....
Jo Anna
PS--the whole thing scared me half to death. What if I had been on a hill or worse? Being in traffic making a left turn was bad enough. Now I"m afraid to drive the beast. (Beauty is now Beast.)
It has now been towed and sits at an unfamiliar garage/auto place. (I don't know ANY mechanics here where I live--been three years and had no need for one...areliable 2.5 RS to depend on...) No repair till Monday. My son calls long distance to warn not to let mechanic tell me there is more wrong with the beauty than there really is. Suspect linkage. Any advice here? (What am I saying, "any advice?".....
Jo Anna
PS--the whole thing scared me half to death. What if I had been on a hill or worse? Being in traffic making a left turn was bad enough. Now I"m afraid to drive the beast. (Beauty is now Beast.)