You are my, and I am collecting my things to go down to the Monte Carlo to warm it up. I tell you to finish getting ready and to come down to the car when you are done. You like watching my struggles with the car, so once I leave the house, you stand at the bedroom window to watch. After 5 minutes of trying, I get it started and start revving it some. I lean over and yell up at the house saying “Let’s go!” From your point of view, you walk down the stairs and towards the car, and it stalls before you reach the car. As you open the door, I tell you that it’s just cold and tends to stall on m... Show more