Oh, and let me know what dealership the vehicle is currently at. If a part is found in some back room, it will expedite the shipping.
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My dealership drives me to Enterprise and rents me a car if they have to keep my car overnight. Apparently I shouldn't have been taking this for granted.
OK, I am obviously not at all a mechanic, but...why? Anyone know?
There are certain parts of a vehicle that--if replaced--are required to be new and unused per the Federal Motor Vehicle Safety Standards. Gas and brake pedals, throttle controls, and other primary vehicle control devices are the primary ones.
The supply issue is a totally different story. It's possible the supplier is no longer in business and they don't have the replacement manufacturer spooled up yet. If there was a run on these specific gas pedals recently, then the company was caught flat-footed.
Apparently I shouldn't have been taking this for granted.
Uh, no. Most manufacturers only cover a rental car for warranty work, for as long as the vehicle is covered by the factory warranty. Three years, 36,000 miles is pretty much the standard, though 4/50K is gaining ground in the luxury segment. If it's not a warranty repair, then usually the owner is SOL.
I've used that dealership for 20 years, so maybe I've acquired some kind of frequent repair points.
I apologize for the rapid-fire sequential posting.
Allyson, try ordering the pedal from here: [link] It appears to be in stock, though the parts department is closed so I couldn't verify they actually have it on hand. They open at 7:30 AM EDT tomorrow and their number is 1-888-501-2401.
Sometimes dealerships don't think to check with other dealerships, preferring to take the easy way of only looking in the warehouse. Gives the manufacturers a bad name.
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On a vaguely tangentially subject, related to MFNlaw's tagline, I recently saw a commercial. It's in the locker room of a hockey team, probably mid-game. A big, burly, sweaty hocky player is on the phone with his little girl, it's bedtime and, to make her happy, he sings "The Itsy-Bitsy Spider", complete with hand gestures. His teammates gradually gather around, listening, silently. When he's through, he says good night, she says, "I love you daddy." There's a little friendly teasing - one player is missing several front teeth - and, in a spirit of teamship, they go back to finish the game.
I'm probably not telling it well, but it's sweet.
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