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Every now and then you just have to sing the praises of the Lord!

Coming home from Hiltonhead we had quite the evening. From Hiltonhead to our home, it takes just about a full tank of gas but you never quite know if you can make it so you usually have to stop. Well mom was driving, since we split the driving this time (seeing as both of us have driven a ton this summer and for some odd reason my knee and leg don't like long drives) and we were trying to decide when to stop for gas. We were on back roads because somehow we managed to live in the country. We kept putting off stopping for gas.

Well right when it started to downpour, and I mean downpour, like you can't see and should probably pull over, we found a QT. Get gas, get back in the car and the car won't start. I tried it so many times. It was rather dead. Mom tells me she'll go get help and I roll down the windows for bear.

First I must say I am so thankful for nice guys with jumper cables.

Mom said a nice guy offered to help but didnt have jumper cables. Have no fear! The gas employee whipped a pair out from behind the counter and said let me get my manager to cover my post and I'll help.
I have to admit I felt like a helpless innocent girl as I couldn't figure out how to open the hood of my car. I knew about half of it. But I really did know how to do it, as I figured it out when I got home. Dad has often showed me how to jump a car but I feel like until you actually HAVE to do it, you don't really know how to do it.

So the gas station man got us all set and I drove the rest of the way home. We tried it again at home and it had to be the battery as my lights and automatic locks stopped working. So we went to good ol' Walmart and found out about jumper cables, batteries and oil.

Jump started the car in the morning (after the rain stopped)-mom and I were so proud that we did it!! And Walmart took care of the rest. It was even good that it rained because that meant there weren't a lot of people at the shop and we got serviced right away!

My poor little car had to be pushed into the shop and when the guy tested it and said, "You have a dead battery." We said, "Yep its very dead!"
All in all, it turned out really well. We were stuck at a pump so we kinda had to get help, it was a nice gas station, and seeing as how I have to take a 6.5 hour trip back to school this week, I'm thankful I shall not be stranded in Alabama with a dead battery. And now I have officially added jumping a car to my list of hat tricks. See, God really does work things out for good!