A few months ago I had a blowout. On the freeway. It destroyed the front passenger wheel well of my car. It broke a few little things, but it also ripped out a huge part of my wiring harness which included my air conditioning control, air bag control, and cruise control. I couldn't find the other end of the harness myself, so I had Ben come over and take a look. He couldn't find it either, so he had me take out the airbag. Well, I had to pull some stuff out. And some more stuff. And more. This is what I was left with:
Oh yeah. When I hooked up the battery again, it reset the alarm. So to start my car without setting the alarm off, I had to unlock it, open up the back door, reach over, put in the key and turn it on, get back out, and start the car leaving the driver door open.
And Brealynn never complained. She didn't complain about the waiting for me to open the door or didn't whine about the lack of air conditioning. Not once. For like a month. She's pretty great. And the good news is, I finally took a day and got it fixed.