I am so not kidding. Damn. Van.
It sounds like a tractor again, despite Paul taking it BACK in and having the guy redo some something on it.
This morning, P-Daddy called me on his way to work to say there is a large puddle of transmission fluid (?) underneath it. "I didn't want you to freak out when you went out there, so I am warning you about it."
At least we hold the title.
ETA: our friend sent us instructions to " send your van off the nearest cliff, burning as it goes and then buy a hyundai"