Machinery can be picky. I can start my daughter's car just by leaning in the window and turning the key. She has to try the gas at several different positions and it takes several tries. Then again, when I approach her car it is usually to administor some sort of help or care. Katrina pretty much just drives it (and hard sometimes, I think). But she is getting better. She had a ball joint seperate the other night (since repaired by me, I'll get the other one after Mid-Ohio week). When the car squeaked at her, she brought it home and hauled out the breaker bar and flat jack to see if the right side was gonna pop too. And she yelled at her boyfriend for not torqueing down the wheel properly after we were finished checking the ball joint! HUMMM, she reminds me of another woman I know of who drives an older MB (and a diesel at that!)