I Changed My Own Wiper Blades Today
Minor triumphs that mean so much
It didn’t start out like this. My first car was a 1965 Dodge Dart — older than me! — with an engine so simple, you could look right through it and see the road beneath.
I learned every part of that engine. (Admittedly, there weren’t very many of them, which was why you could see through it.) The family friend who helped us…