The Mayday Experiment: Bye Bye, Bertha - Westword
her turning radius was so horrible that parking was often difficult, and I had to climb her like a monkey since she had no running boards. Nevertheless, I quickly grew to love my almost-junker, with her badass running lights that scraped the top of parking garages, International Harvester window decals and retro paint job. ) It was my intention that Bertha would eventually smell like French fries from biodiesel, but I never got that far. She wasn’t the greatest truck, but she was what I could afford, and after meeting a kid from a Craigslist ad in a parking lot at Garrison and Sixth, it seemed like she would do. Of course, I quickly discovered that the kid had lied to me about so... Nevertheless, I dutifully poured money into Bertha – new struts, a new clutch (which only slightly eased the workout on my calf muscles and increased my likelihood of getting her into reverse by a mere 30 percent, tops) and a flurry of repairs had... Three separate towing incidents ended with her starting nonchalantly at the mechanic’s, offering no indication of what had caused her previous reluctance to start. Source: www.westword.com
