I was hanging out in my driveway in Land Park last week trying to figure out why my car wanted me to check my engine oil. You know, these new fangled dashboards all talk to you, they tell you when to bring in your car for service and they share horror stories: it was a dark and stormy night when we ran out of gas . . .
My car, for example, spells tire as tyre. It tells me I have a flat tyre, and it throws in an exclamation point for emphasis, as in: FLAT TYRE! Except my tires aren't really flat, they're just a tad low, especially after they sat in my garage for almost a month when we took off for the holidays to French Polynesia. But now that I'm back in Land Park and back to work as a Sacramento real estate agent, I don't always pay attention to what my car has to say to me.
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