I was picking up my son from a friend's house and my transmission kept slipping out of gear. It slipped out on my 4 times after I realized what was happening and trying to get it home. I pulled into the driveway but couldn't make it into the garage. I called my son's friend's mom and asked if she could give him a ride home.
My hubby went to the junk yard and got a transmission. It took him a few days to put it in but he did. Around 11pm just as he finished, he asked me to try it out with him. It didn't work.
He took it back and got another one. It took him two weeks in get it in and ready. This one works. Yay! I don't use it much but I never realized the feeling of freedom it gives me to do what I need/want to when I need/want to. I am so grateful for a husband that knows how to fix so many things.