So Jay got out there with the part last night, and after a few minutes we realized that the coil wasn’t in fact the problem. I didn’t really want to leave Franke, but Jay talked me into coming back into Phoenix with him, so I hid the spare key, grabbed the valuables and came back here.
I’m having a hard time not being mad at God right now... I’ve been throwing an internal fit for hours because this doesn’t seem fair to me. I checked and tested so many things under the hood and felt like I had made progress and narrowed it down to the correct problem all to end up back at square one. GRRR. If only I had just had Franke towed first thing, I might be back on the road by now, but instead today will probably be spent waiting.
Ok... enough pity party. Looking at the bright side, the place I got the coil from actually specializes in air cooled’s and they seem like pretty honest guys, so that is where Franke will be towed to. Plus Nick said that I could use his car for the day, so at least I won’t feel stuck while I’m waiting.
There is a silver lining... albeit a pretty thin one...
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