RAY: OK, now look. Let's get on with the puzzler.

TOM: Go ahead.

RAY: This was submitted by Christine Hahn, who has no real address. She lives in cyber space.

TOM: Right, you don't have a house do you?

RAY: Not really. She does have an address, but it's purely electronic. It's a virtual address. It starts off thusly, I lived for a year doing medical research in Tanzania, East Africa.

TOM: Wow.

RAY: At my disposal was a blue -- pay attention because all of the unimportant things are embedded here as are the few important ones.

TOM: Yeah.

RAY: At my disposal was a blue Mitsubishi Pajaro called Montero here of unknown vintage and a 1981 white Toyota Landcruiser. I live several miles out of town on a long, bumpy dirt road, which became a long, muddy dirt road during the rainy season. It was always a challenge to drive. One evening as I was cruising in the Mitsubishi, I noticed that whenever I let up on the gas pedal, the headlights dimmed. I was forced to keep my foot on the accelerator the entire way into town where my trusting mechanic diagnosed an electrical problem; a wire had apparently shaken loose probably from the alternator because of the rough road. The wire was refastened, and the problem was solved. Not more than two weeks later, I was navigating the road in the other vehicle, the Landcruiser, when I noticed much to my dismay that the headlights were dimming. It was getting dark. In fear of being stranded out in the middle of nowhere, I accelerated again whether I had another loose wire. I mean what are the chances, right?

TOM: What are the chances of that.

RAY: The headlights didn't really seem to respond, but in my anxiety I wasn't sure. I was making steady progress toward town when just as I hit the paved road, I also hit a stationery object and blew out one of my tires.

TOM: Wow, this is exciting.

RAY: With a heavy heart I came to a stop, turned the car off, and began to change the flat tire. During the course of the tire change, I discovered what was wrong with the car and managed to fix it without opening the hood. In fact I fixed it with the sleeve of my jacket.

TOM: Wow, yeah.

RAY: Now like I said all of the information is embedded -- embedded, embedded...

TOM: Yeah.

RAY: ...In this little narrative. So if you think you know the answer, what was wrong with Christine's Landcruiser that she was able to fix without opening the hood, without any tools, but with the sleeve of her jacket.