How to Fix your Jeep

The first day that Kara picked me up from the airport I noticed that her Jeep’s dashboard had a nice orange warning light constantly shining “Check Engine”. AS we all know check engine lights are a vague diagnosis of your car’s internals that could signal grave danger or nothing at all, they are about as worthless as a backup horn on a tricycle. I pointed at the light (just in case she hadn’t noticed),

Me: “Your check engine light is on.”
Kara: “I know, we need to replace the oxygen sensors.”
Me: “oh.”

During my week in Maui, Jake and Kara did purchase correct oxygen sensors to be installed by Jake and I, or all three of us. In order to pull out the old sensors and install the new ones we needed a special tool, most likely called an ‘oxygen sensor socket’. Kara swiped one from her work and on Sunday morning we attempted to fix their Jeep.
I’m really not lying, we did try as evidenced by the pictures here:

and here:

It took us a while but we were finally able to pull out the first sensor. We were excited and started to put in the new sensor but things weren’t going very smoothly. It appeared that the new sensors were too long to be installed with the current socket we had. Frustrated and sweaty we quickly put the old sensor in place and went to the theater to watch Ratatouille (which is a great movie by the way). We later learned that we had the correct socket all along, we just weren’t being aggressive enough with the new sensors. Every night Kara swiped the tools from work so Jake and I could work on the Jeep and every night Jake and I were more interested in going to the beach, drinking beer, watching tv and listening to music.

In the end it did not matter that Jake and I never got a round to fixing the Jeep. My last night on the island, Jake decided to take us to a different location to watch the sunset. Instead of the soft, sandy beaches with beautiful bodies bouncing all around, he took us to some 100 year old lava flows. The terrain was filled with sharp, jagged rocks that poked up your butt when you tried to sit down. It was romantic. This part of the island is more rural than where J and K live, so it’s about a 20-25 minute drive. After the beautiful sunset Jake was driving us back into town when from out of a nowhere a large male deer jumped out of the bushes and did a little dance in front of our car. Jake slammed on the brakes, screeched the tires, which spooked the deer causing it to bolt into the nearby woods. A Hawaiian deer. Ha! Who knew they had those in Hawaii? I bet they were expensive to ship down there!
After the near collision with Hawaiian wildlife, we looked down to see that the ‘check engine’ light had magically disappeared! Woohoo! No more greasy hands for me and Jake. The next morning the light was still off! A truly wonderful way to fix a vehicle, had we actually hit the deer there would’ve been more than a check engine light to look at. Thanks to Jake’s cat-like reflexes the deer can live another day to assist in fixing some poor soul’s jeep.


  1. mego said,

    August 6, 2007 @ 7:38 am

    crazy! I can’t believe that you saw a deer. of all the times we’ve been to lapine, and then you go to hawaii and see one.

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