So I called up Jim the Mechanic to see about getting Pearl back to him, thanks to the reappearance of the engine light. And, of course, to boast about my conquest of the turn signal.
"I've got good news and bad news," I began. "The good news is the turn signal is fixed -- and I fixed it. The bad news is the engine light's back on."
"Well how did you manage that?" Jim asked. I related my battle with the wheel well cover and Hell's pushpins. He laughed mightily.
"Well, if you're ever looking to make a career change, you should just come down here and work with me," he said.
I graciously declined. For the moment, I'm quite happy right where I am. Let's hope it stays that way.