LITERALLY!
There was belowing white smoke, horrid smell. No not the brain frying, my car - or rather a wire in my car. A lil wire dangling without a care in the world until today - I initially thought "if there is a god, you have a damn sick sense of humour, trying to push me even further to see what kind of a person I am"
Then, I changed gear, realised I'm the god of my own fate and called the electrician. Problem sorted out for R350. Wish god answered when called - wouldn't even mind paying for services rended.