Kimbre and I enjoyed a nice outing to Laird Park with Mom and Dad, due to work, we couldn't make an over nighter out of the trip. I'm sure Dad will post pics of the days activities.
While there, I was telling dad about some damage to my patrol car and it got me thinking about doing a new post. Sorry we don't post more often, our lives consist of: work, days off (sometimes together), recovering from graveyard shifts, the occasional BB-Q, church league softball, new house stuff, and work.
Two weeks ago, I got my car back from the auto body shop. I hit a large rock along the road that follows CDA Lake. To be more accurate, the rock hit me. Around 3 a.m. in the middle of a heavy rain storm, a large rock rolled down off the hill side and hit my moving car. I wouldn't believe it either, but that's what really happened. End result was a caved in push bar and a cracked up bumper (my second bumper).
On the second day of having my freshly repaired car back, I was on a call when I looked back at my car and it was pouring steam out the top end and anti-freeze out the bottom end. Someone forgot to tighten, repair, fix, and/or replace a cooling line and it gave up the ghost. Nothing worse than being stuck at a gas station with a dead car while kids drive by and laugh at you. Actually the sight of your car on the flat bed tow truck with the clerk taking cell phone photos of if is just a tad bit more embarrassing.
Other incidents include one deer on Hwy 95 (he lived and ran away), a run in with a gun locker at the jail garage (end of the line for bumper #1), and a random rock that put a crease in the lower rocker panel. After two years and 60k+ miles, my patrol car has actually held up pretty well for what it goes through. No the above pic is not my car, just the best I could do from a google search. It's Ford's promo pic for the Interceptor.
