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Personal Narrative: Check Engine
On the morning of December 12th I was getting ready to leave my house at 6:20 a.m. for my 7 a.m. and 9 a.m. final. When I got in my car, 2001 Jeep Wrangler that is Navy Blue, and started my car my check engine light came on immediately. My oil and temperature levels were very high. I asked my Dad, Brad Houchen, to come check my car and as he looked he noticed that he believed that my car was leaking oil. He did not feel comfortable letting me drive my car to campus, which is twelve miles away. He did not want my car to break down along the way which could lead to my engine being messed up and me missing my final. He told me to take my Mom’s car, 2011 Nissan Armada, to school and he would take my car to our repair shop, All American Automotive.

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