Just spent 3 plus hours at the Saab service center. My oil light kept coming on. They told me to bring it in just to make sure it wasn't a sensor problem. Actually, I have a piston problem. My car needs a new lower engine. HA. laughging through the tears. If they couldn't find the parts they were going to buy the car back from me. However, they did find them and they are fixing it free of charge. They could have said "you drove it off the lot it's your problem." but everyone was very nice. One guy said "look at the bright side you are getting a new engine."
They are paying for my rental. Not even sure what type of Pontiac it is. It's weird. I can't describe it...you don't feel like you are driving. The steering wheel has no tension. That may not be the right word but I cannot wait to get my car back next week.
Spoke to my insurance company, it seems the stronzo who hit my car did not have insurance after all. They are going to sue.
I have a zillion things to do and I'm starving. The line at Bay Cities deli was out of control. I bought some Toscano salami, provolone, marinated mushrooms and of course some of their amazing bread, which is still warm. very excited.