I had a bad incident happen in the 1977’s when my husband asked me to gas up our old van and he specifically asked me to go onto the highway Gas station a few miles away ?
I should had known that it was a set up by him for me to learn about car maintenance?
I was on the highway and could see the gas station to turn into when people started to honk the horn at me.
I looked into my rear view mirror and was startled to witness a large billowing dark smoke emanating from the exhaust!
It was a scary experience as I had thought that the van itself was on fire!
As I pulled in two service personnel quickly came to my aide and took it under control..they
refueled and added the required number of cans of oil and away I went , much thankful that I didn’t blow up!
It was a nasty way for my ex to teach me how to look after the car/and vans.
It taught me that I should learn of these things myself and forget about relying on him and
this was the first step to my independence on anyone.