On my way to Falmouth on Route 28, I heard a sound like loud burst of static, followed by a foul smell.
Pulled over and parked at West Falmouth Square and saw that there was a light smoke, like exhaust, coming from the hood.
Called the Falmouth Fire Department. They sent two trucks, looked under the hood, decided I was not a danger to local businesses and disconnected the battery.
What they didn’t realize is that by disconnecting the battery, they made it impossible to shift into Neutral. That is, until the AAA driver showed me a trick.
AAA sent a truck in less than an hour. Driver was great and agreeable. We stopped at the West Falmouth Market so I could get money from an ATM for a tip, which he well deserved.
The driver brought me and the truck to Falmouth Toyota, and they gave me a ride home.
I’d been calling Ron non-stop, forgetting that he was going to shovel. He did the driveway, deck, walkway and front stairs. I offered to spell him for a few minutes to make paths to the trash and compost containers.
The people at the standout got splashed by a fool with a plow. Word is they got his plate number.