The other day Natalie & I had to perform at yet another school show in Maryland and had to leave home at 3:00 am to get the show and be set up & ready to go by 8:30 am, not that Maryland is that many hours away but DC traffic is horrible especially in the am. This show was used as a reward for only 150 out of 480 students of the school. Only 6 kids from each class were chosen to attend, taking into consideration behavior and homework completion. The show went great and afterward they were already in talks about having us come back in the spring to perform our large illusion show.
By 10:00 am we were all packed up and the picture above was taken of me and by bunny Lucky. Natalie & I then walked to the van and loaded everything in and went to start the van up; nothing happened, the only thing we heard was “CLICK”. My radio worked and the lights were on so I figured it was my starter. I felt pretty helpless as we were broke down in another state. I called my personal mechanic and told him what was going on and he told me I may be able to start it if I hit the starter with a hammer. I was in trouble I didn’t even know what a starter looked like. I had to Google “Picture of Starter” to see what to hit. Natalie tried to turn the car on while I laid on the ground hitting it, but nothing happened. I hit & hit and nothing, then I laid the metal across 2 wires running into the starter and I got a big spark and it sounded like it was trying to do something. I yelled to Natalie I was going to try something and I laid the metal across the wires while she tried to start it and a huge shower of sparks shot all over and the van started right up. I then had to drive it back to my mechanic in Virginia and dropped if off around 3:30 in the afternoon without ever turning the motor off.
I know magic and I am clueless when it comes to car repair, but my name is lettered all over the side of my van and it is super embarrassing if or when it breaks down. Thank God for Google on cell phones...
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