Gun Shots?

Nicole, a friend of mine who lives in Liesbeek and goes to Bates, and I were peacefully listening to Sufjan and working on our various essays, when suddenly we hear what I thought were gunshots. We went to my window to investigate only to find a "bakkie" (pick-up truck) that was really struggling to get by. I want to call Car Talk to figure out what this noise was, but it was essentially the cliche blasts that come out of the exhaust that one might see in the movies when the protagonists' car dies in the middle of the desert and you know it's just not his day.

At any rate, it drove toward the Mowbray bus station so we didn't think anything of it and went about our merry ways of writing essays. Approximately 10 minutes later we hear the same cliche blasts. As I am digging for ideas in the back of my brain, the blasts barely registered. Honestly I wouldn't have been surprised if another person with a dying car drove by (it happens rather frequently around here--in fact I believe I've seen at least 4 cars being repaired or having their tires fixed outside of Liesbeek). However, Nicole discovered that it was the same truck. It had finally stalled right in the median of Liesbeek Parkway (which is a major road that runs next to my dorm). After it rocked back and forth for a few minutes , a girl got out and pushed it. I had given the truck up for dead, and it was, BUT two minutes later it was attached to another truck and was being pulled away! Where did that other truck come from?

Love,

Katy

p.s. Boys who live in this dorm mumble a LOT here. A guy just knocked on my door asking for Ackim (my flatmate who left his base on while he went to the grocery store so loud that my door was rattling), and he had to ask me three times "How are you doing" until he had to say it really slowly and looked at me like I was an idiot with a dunce cap on. Oh man.