Poor Pat the Patriot.
Just two months old (to me) and they are already in the shop. I was driving along I-84 Sunday and all of their dash lights and gauges triggered.
I knew something was wrong. All those idiot lights screaming at me.
After hopefully hobbling to the exit ramp, I experienced a reminder that I really should be bothering to go to the gym now and then: Pat’s power steering went out.
I limped down to the dealership – thankfully only 50 blocks away and virtually in a straight line! – and unloaded a few frustrations at the Sales Manager.
Then he replied that the service team was off and they’d get me a loaner until my car was repaired. I figured I would get a junker and then he walked me out to this
Only 96 miles on this literal Renegade. Well, there was…
I didn’t even feel bad when they called – well, texted – to tell me that my part would be in today and my extended warranty covered it. And that I could keep the loaner until Wednesday.
Then I decided the Sales Manager was trying to trick me into upgrading from my analog Pat to something fancier with electric everything. Seriously, I keep accidentally trapping riders in the back because of the automatic locks and leaning across the front seat to use the passenger switch to roll down the electric window.
I think analog Xtopher gets along better with base model Pat…nice try, Sales Manager.