After our triumph at Mystery Spot in the Rental Car Rally, we were all feeling a bit heady. If we could find that off those dark, two-lane roads up into the mountains, we could do anything. I was in full Neal Cassady mode.
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From late last night and again this morning we debated what to do about the wounded Jeep Patriot we rented for the Rental Car Rally race from San Francisco to Yuma, Arizona. As I said Saturday, we limped into the finish line after a couple of engine lights popped on during the vast wilderness 40 miles or so from the California border to Yuma.
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We’d been on the road for 30-some hours and we were just 30 miles from the finish line in Yuma, Arizona when it happened.
Two engine lights popped on and our Jeep Patriot rental hurtling east down the 8 Freeway bucked and started to decelerate. Greer was lying down in the backseat and Mona was riding shotgun. What should I do? Pull over and call the rental car agency for roadside service? Or keep going? What if I pull over and we can’t get phone service — a distinct possibility near the border of California and Arizona, a real dead zone for miles?
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