For those of you that don't know, Maria is my 1988 Jeep Cherokee. It's been a while since I've posted anything on here, so I figured I would say a little bit about what has been on my mind about Maria.
Last Saturday I changed the transmission fluid for probably the first time in her existence. It was scary low. Out of the approximate 2 1/2 quarts that she is suppose to hold, there was maybe a pint of fluid. So when I filled it up I thought for sure that would be the end of it, and it was...at least until Monday. But now I know that there is a reason the fluid level was so low. The puddle that inevitably follows her and I wherever we go is proof of that. And for those that can't see the puddle, the smell of the leaking gear oil as it runs down the scorching hot exhaust pipe will validate it for you.
I swear, if it's not one thing it's another.