Another road trip. (painful on my part)

     We still had the Mazda when we transferred to Cherry Point,NC. I still didn't find the overheating problem and I was changing plug wires every few weeks. On our trip home to NY the wires were arching and shorting to the engine. We pulled over so I could fix the wires to get home. I grabbed my pliers, opened the hood and started moving the wires. Since I couldn't see if it worked while it was running and I didn't want to keep getting in and out of the car, I asked Ann to start the car when I said "OK". As I was moving the wires around I was talking to myself. I was swearing and cussing due to the cold. I wasn't talking loud enough for anyone to here me. ( at least I thought) I then proceeded to grab one of the wires I knew was shorting out, with my un-coated metal pliers  and said "OK" to myself very quietly. (so I thought). At that moment the engine turned on,a surge of electricity and current shot through my hand, down my arm to where my most valuable parts were leaning into the metal bumper! I screamed with a stuttering voice"TTTUURRN OOFFF THE CCCCAAR!!" several times. After the car turned off I dropped to my knees in pain.  Ann yelled from the car to see if I was OK and she knew she was in trouble. I came to the car door and it was locked, I asked her to open the door and she said "NO" beacause, I was going to hit her. (the pliers in my hand did look threatening) I asked her why she turned on the car. She said I said "OK". As I'm holding my precious parts in hand she starts to laugh. Now, It's cold out and I wanted to get going, she would not let me in the car till I calmed down. So, after about five minutes or so, I was let back in the car, but all the way home Ann couldn't stop laughing and also couldn't wait to tell everyone at home.

     I do enjoy telling these stories, it brings back a lot of memories and makes me laugh. If you think back through your past, you too have the same type of story to tell and probably just as funny.