Damn it...
Hmm... I don't suppose the inertia switch has gone bad...
I'm pretty sure I've run out of ideas. You're either going to have to find a biker to help you, or suck it up and take it to a mechanic.
I realize that taking it to a mechanic will pain you greatly, but it's okay - your masculinity isn't being challenged! I take stuff to my mechanic pretty much every day, all day.
It'd also be far cheaper for you to take it to a mechanic than it would be to put it on a truck and bring it to Maine. But, I'd have my mechanics work on it for free for you. Well, not for free... I'd still have to pay their hourly wages.
Yeah...
I thought of the inertia switch the other night. I meant to mention it sooner, but I forgot. I am pretty sure I was drunk at the time I thought of it.
This week, starting tomorrow, I'll be driving a good example of Modern American Muscle, which is probably a part of the 'last hurrah' for the internal combustion engine.
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