I know, big wup, I got my car unlocked. You weren't there though, and because of that I was totally in the zone. It was a thing of beauty. I got my wire hanger. I made a hook. My first try at pushing the unlock button....failed.
Not to worry, I pulled my wire out, re-grouped and developed a new strategy. I'm going after the lock latch itself, I'm making this wire a freakin' finger that is going to unlock that bad boy. Oh yeah. I get my wire finger on the latch and start pulling.....the wire bends...not enough rigidity.
Ok, ok, re-group. Third times a charm right? So I re-design my finger to make it stronger and I go in again. I'm getting into position, my wire finger is grabbing the latch. It's like a scene from Mission Impossible (yes I know that was a horrible, horrible movie. you got a better reference?) Anyway, so I start pulling very, very slowly and just when I think the wire is going to start bending again, the lock starts to move and before I know it I'm seeing red, which as everyone knows, means your doors are unlocked (also that you're looking to murder someone, but not for this story).
For a few seconds I stood in disbelief, motionless....I actually did it. That really just happened. When I came to, I went upstairs and did a victory dance for Tiff. It went something like THIS