Thank you for fixing my car so wonderfully and thank you for hooking me up with the Rav4 rental car.
It was OK, tolerable, but not especially comfortable or powerful.
For a moment today, I doubted you.
As the kids and I ran our first errand today in the "post-crash" Santa Fe, I checked to see if I needed gas (no, not yet) and then noticed something was seriously wrong.
The temperature (outside) was reading 77 degrees.
It is August in Tallahassee, there is no way this could be right.
I think (fiercely!) "Damn you, Allstate and your preferred provider! What did you DO to my car's delicate computer system? Teach it to LIE?"
Why is it reading 25 degrees low?
(I think briefly, oh Allstate, we are on to something -- can you fix bathroom scales to read 25 pounds lighter? Yes...? call me.... then I remember I'm annoyed and get back to being annoyed)
Then, in a fit of daring, I rolled down my window down a crack and dared to let a bit of August into the car, where her hot breath (I was sure) would quickly fill our car with an uncomfortably thick hot wetness.
No such rush came, so I lowered my window more, then more.
My car wasn't lying (sorry Allstate) -- so I open all the windows and let today's strangely enchanting dry cool air slip in and dance around, wondering what other magic Allstate can do.