Our neighborhood mechanic may have thought that he was in for a big payday when we had our Subaru overhauled in February, but since then we’ve been back four or five times to have the cooling system brought back to life. When I dropped it off this afternoon for the latest visit, the poor guy looked desperate; he may be wondering whether the big job in February was worth the enigmatic repeated problem that ensued.
They’re good people, and I admire their determination to get to the bottom of the mystery; I do feel sympathy, though, for the intractable puzzle that their goodwill and diligence have brought upon them.