OIL

Today, during our visit to Hall County, Autumn and I heard a clicking noise from her engine. While we both tried to suppress our laughter (since Autumn was making a very important phone call) the clicking noise began to get louder and louder esp. when she pressed the gas. We called all the self proclaimed mechanics on our contact lists. Only reaching her brother. I proceeded to hold the phone up to the car engine in the middle of a gas station parking lot while the taxi man who pulled in beside us stared in amusement instead of asking if we needed help. The noise stopped, so naturally her brother heard nothing. We continued until Autumn's mom gave her a call back to tell her the engine was going to lock up and we would be helpless.

So today Autumn and I experienced our first time extensively examining an engine. 3 quarts of oil topped out her car's thirst for oil... And like a good photojournalist we documented it.