A few months back I blogged about my car’s waterpump deciding to fail on me and getting royally shafted by Ford SA and Porters Auto who decided to void my warranty. Two things, the conditions of the warranty were upheld by me, and my car only has 36k km on it… how the hell did the waterpump fail so early?

Anyways, 3 weeks back I reckoned I’d left it long enough to try get a resolution from Ford and figured I would have to fork out to have this thing replaced. So I book my car in to have the thing replaced. As an aside I had the pump replaced with a Ford OEM part that cost R100 less from the place I took the car to than the official Ford stealership. 2 days later (earliest I could get a booking) I hopped in my car and headed off. Barrelling down the highway at 120kph (gotta stick to the limit!) I notice fumes emanating from underneath the bonnet. Uh… yeah, so there I was struggling to get into the emergency lane on the left from the fast lane seeing as the centre island is not exactly a fun place to be.

I stopped in the emergency lane, popped the bonnet and took a look. I’m not a mechanic but I’m pretty sure I shouldn’t be seeing what I presume is water vapour everywhere. The bottle was completely empty so I guess that the entire system had overheated, sprung a nice leak somewhere and depressurised. Well the car would still run and I was pretty close to the off-ramp and the mechanic I was taking it to, so I decided to limp all the way there.

I made it there alive and it looks like nothing overheated too badly, so off I went to catch a taxi to get home. Finally finding a taxi going to Randburg I got in and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later. Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the fresh prince of bel-air.