Mickalino
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Mine was a '99 SC-1...black, moon roof, stick shift, I loved that car.
I got a SL-2 with sunroof, and automatic. Great car, however this reminds me of the one big and rare fiasco I had with the car.
I was drivin down the Interstate to visit a Florida friend, hours away. Started the journey with the sunroof open on a sunny day.
The moment I got on the Interstate, it starts pouring rain. I hit the button to electronically close the sunroof, and it would not budge.
Apparently the sunroof motor just went bad. And there was no way to manually close it. The thing was "stuck open".
So after the rain pours through my car top for a while, I pull over. Fortunately I had a giant roll of plastic stretch wrap in my trunk.
So I wrapped that stuff over the open roof and all the way around the inside's inner roof, doing several overlaps til I had a good blockage against the rain.
However between the wind from the high speed I was drivin on the Interstate, and the fact the plastic was flimsy, the vibration of the plastic was so fast
and loud, it was literally deafening. It literally sounded like there was a helicoptor riding on top of my car, the whole way.
Fortunately, I had some sound-reduction headphones with me (I use it to help sleep), so that made it slightly tolerable til I got to my friend's house.
And thankfully, my friend had a neighbor who was mechanically inclined, and my friend is slightly so inclined, and another neighbor had all kinds of tools.
So, between the four of us, and hours of working, we finally got it closed.
But it was not nearly as easy as one might think.
There was numerous hidden screws that required odd or special tools, to loosen them enough that we could manually close the glass.
Thankfully it worked, as they saved me hundreds of dollars or more, from having a mechanic do it.
And once we got it tightly closed, I vowed not to repair the sunroof motor ever, and thereby never again open that stinkin thing and risk
going through that nightmare again, or likely worse.
btw, I would not be offended or bothered, if anyone laughs at my crazy travail.
I can look back and laugh, especially since I was so blessed to have all the things and people that kept it from being even a bigger nightmare
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