Every summer my Mom, sister and I would drive from our home in Buffalo NY to our favorite relatives in Augusta Ga....930 miles of fun.
In 1987 our Dad let us use his 1973 Eldorado convertible and we were going in style. With 300 miles to go to reach our destination, the power steering belt decided to leave us. Not knowing what had happened at the time, we pulled over to see if we could do anything. What could
3 women do.....nothing! The car still ran, was a little (ok, a lot) harder to steer so we continued on and we made it. I can honestly say I know
what it feels like to steer a beast.