It was the best of timing chains, it was the worst of timing chains…
So I’ve been driving my father’s 1999 V6 white Camry pretty solidly for around a month ever since I returned from my crazy whirlwind Berkeley trip Memorial Day weekend. The white car’s mileage is so low that I figured I’d even things up a little between the two cars — unfortunately the V6 gets worse MPG than my V4. Speaking of… my blue 2005 V4 Camry has been sitting forlornly in the same spot ever since, desperately needing a trip to the carwash. This morning I drove it over there.
First thing I noticed is that the blue Camry is LOUDER. Upside, it has the music controls on the steering wheel, which is important. Also, I used to think that gas pedal surge business was kind of a bogus excuse for people who messed up and simply rear-ended others as we do, but um… my car was SURGING. Well, in comparison to the ’99. Whoa. I never noticed this before, just dealt with it as part of its charm. The blue Camry is also rougher on the road… basically louder and jumpier and bouncier altogether than the white one.
Dunno if any of this has to do with the V6/V4 or some change in the structure between 1999 and 2005 or some other thing.
At the carwash there are three lines, each with two vehicles ahead of me and the first one in each line is an SUV that is currently being vacuumed. Presumably there is no way to tell which line will be the best one.
(Do you see where I’m going with this?)
I choose a line at random. It’s the far left one, fyi.
Two other cars enter and get in the other lines. Immediately, there is something screwed up with the SUV in my line. A supervisor comes over, yada yada, etc.
Every time. Without fail.
Well, I wasn’t in a hurry… didn’t mind watching the other lines all move past me. In fact, I found it amusing because I knew I’d mention it here. Also, I had a kick-ass CD playing.
It is a far, far better thing that I do… and I’ve been able to get plenty of rest sans pharmaceuticals.