On Monday, my dad told me that a family friend of ours had bought a new truck, and was looking to literally give away the 1984 GMC Sierra pickup he had. I was very interested in how right the price was, and so I arranged to go look at it. An understanding was come to, and I was told that I could have it that Sunday. Up to this time, I had been driving the suburban which has 253,800 miles on it, leaks every auto fluid you can name, and leaks it badly! Plus, the ability to accelerate much at all was well nigh void. 0-60mph takes almost 60 seconds... if you can imagine that.
When I got home from work on Tuesday, our friend came by to say that he could have it ready for me the following evening. As could be expected, I was rather excited! I had plans with a friend Tuesday evening, and at 10:30ish we decided to go to the beach. When I tried to start the suburban, it wouldn't start, made a few clicks and humming noises, and spewed a big white cloud of electrical smoke out from under the hood!!!!
Talk about perfect timing! I totally give God the credit for providing me with a vehicle. And the cool thing is that the truck has a nearly identical interior to the suburban!. And it has working speakers! And the accelerator doesn't stick! And it only has 113,000 miles on it! Yay God!!!
