Yesterday was not a good day for Silent E. We were stopped in the bumper-to-bumper single-lane rush-hour line inside UCF when she quit on me altogether.
Oh, did I mention it was raining?
As I gently pressed the pedal to start creeping, I heard the contactors open and saw the "check engine" light come on.
I never wired the check engine light to anything. Clearly, the car was mocking me.
Luckily a policeman stopped to help out before the traffic backed up behind me became violent. We pushed it up a nearby driveway. He wanted to give me a jump-start. I assured him that none of the things that work for a gas car would help me and that I would be fine. Then I called Eri to explain that I would be late for dinner. Before calling AAA for a tow, I broke out my trusty voltmeter and started debugging.
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