Wednesday, April 10, 2013

I think my car hates me. Chevy Cobalt gets possessed.

Interesting title isn't it? Odd really that an object can hate. Yet that is the word I use to describe this situation. Really I think I got a defective car. I enjoy the car but enough is enough. Problem after problem. Typical "old" GM as I have been told. Kind of wishing my parent's went for the Cruze that was on the lot at the dealership. I feel bad this has happened and I feel bad I appear ungrateful. But enough is enough readers. Something's gotta give.

I start off this blog weird and kind of cryptic because the other week my car tried killing me. Extreme over exaggerating I know. But let me tell you why I chose those words. Yes another rambling about a lemon car. But this is scary so keep reading.

 Last Monday I started the car using the remote start and it sounded off. The way the engine sounded was all wrong. But I drove it anyways, and as I was driving back from my friends I come to a red light. I brake and the car did not want to brake. The brake was pushing back against me and the engine wanted to keep going. That's the only way I can describe what happened. I thought, "oh shit, I am going to die. I am going to keep going and not be able to stop or something." Bad that that is my first thought in this situation right? Yeah....anyway. I stop the car and the car is shaking up and down with the sound of the engine and my headlights are glitching in intensity. It all had this rhythm going, the engine, the shaking, the lights glitching. It was scary...I thought, do I call my parents and have them drive me home? I am up the street but this shit is messed up. My mom was on my side when she experienced the car issues, maybe my dad will too. Slight chance coming from the man who thinks the car gets you to point A and B right? No problem. When in fact there are big ones. When will they realize this? When something goes really wrong and my life is in danger? Oh wait, that's happened before. Big exaggeration, but maybe readers my age will get the feelings.

Well I thought it's probably the computer glitch that affected me earlier (that I presume isn't fixed because Chevy couldn't figure out what was wrong and the things wrong were back on and checked) causing my car to do this. I thought just keep going. It does it again! I manage to pull into my driveway and put the car in park and it's STILL doing it. I was afraid if I put my foot off the brake the car would go into my dads old one. I turn off the car and go into the house, I was shaken. I immediately e-mail my mom what happened. She reads her e-mail in the morning.

Well what is the ending to this happy story? Nothing....In my parents eyes it hasn't done it again so it's fine. With all the technology in cars there are bound to be glitches. They have a point, however its problem after problem. There's a pattern to this, I swear. What's going to happen in the beginning of summer? Oh and then in August? My mom and I were pretty much fighting over this car. To me the fact that this happened is truly the final straw and I am now afraid to drive the car. Still am. What is the guarantee this will not happen again when the track record is there? This is when it sucks being my age because I cannot go on the financial endeavors of people older then I. I can't go trade my car in and get something better. If I had the money my Mercedes Benz C300 4MATIC would be in the driveway.