Car troubles/Escargot?

It was on Saturday 26th April 2014, a hot day,  that after driving here and there, and finally  getting back to my car-port that  I noticed something  which smelled like burning, emanating  from the bonnet/hood of my car.  I put it down to the heat of the day.


I noticed the same smell on Sunday 27th after driving to Church, and then taking a 25 minute drive to a rehab hospital where I shared Communion with a fellow parishioner from St. Boniface, Siesta Key FL.  

But like many or most car owners who observe possible malfunctions  in their vehicles I thought "perhaps if I ignore it, this problem will go away".

An early morning trip to a nearby Supermarket this morning (Monday 28th) dis-abused me of that notion - the smell was still there.

So I  decided to take my 2006 Hyundai to my local and very reliable repair shop - Sam's Auto. -  so that they could diagnose the cause of this smell.

En route to Sam's I drove into the parking lot of a local shopping plaza where I  decided to "pop the bonnet/hood" and get a good sniff afore I arrived at Sam's.

I saw the source and cause of the burning instantly.  Three or four snails had decided that my car's engine compartment was just the place to rest/sleep/hibernate.

I had been smelling roasted snails and snail shells.

I feel sorry for these escargots, but I am happy that I do not have to "shell out" a small fortune at Sam's, (a wee pun!.)

From this time forward I will tell my friends and acquaintances  that I drive a Hyundai Escargot.

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