I leaned in to start the Jeep, needing--for the first time in a long one--to scrape frost off the windows. The engine cranked over slow: RRRRRRRRRRRUUWWW...RRRRUWW...RRRRRRRRRRU
I have never--NOT EVER--heard a vehicle turn over that slowly and start. I mean, if it hadn't started, it would have made me late, because I would have had to hook it to the charger or the booster pack or Mrs. Fungus' car to get it started, but I would have gotten to work today. Maybe fifteen minutes, maybe a bit more. But I wasn't.
Because she started on the first try.
I was amazed, I'll admit it. I wasn't expecting her to start; it was too cold and I (foolishly) had not started her once since parking her Saturday night after getting home from work. And that block heater I keep thinking every winter that I want to install still hasn't been installed. (O'Reilly's has a nice one that goes in the lower radiator hose. Probably take about fifteen minutes to put it in...once you drain the coolant and-and-and. Which I don't want to do in winter.) I was planning to try it, fail, hook her up to the charger, go back in, call the attendance line and say I'd be late, and then go back outside and try again.
And I didn't have to do any of that, because apparently Jeeps are made of sterner stuff.
(Mrs. Fungus has gotten some good use from the remote starter I bought for her for Christmas last year. Hopefully this summer I can remember to put the block heater in the thing for next winter.)