During the car biz years my mantra was, “I give car payments, I don’t make them”. In fact, the last time I had a car payment was 1984.
Over the years so many cars and trucks have passed through my paws I can’t remember all of them. Being a white trash mechanic, making repairs was what kept me from spending real money on something to haul my ever expanding butt down the highway.
Another factor was my 26 year marriage to a complete mechanical nitwit.
“Honey, the red light came on in the car so I turned around and came home while it was still running. I made it but the car sounds funny”.
Location where she first noticed the light was nearly fifty miles from our house.
Age has caught up with me and I no longer can physically do much in the way of repairs. Add I am more of a parts changer than a mechanic.
I use a mobile mechanic now. Last weekend the rear brake pads needed replacing and the caliper pistons were frozen. It took two days to get new calipers. Gee, just because the car is 27 years old is no reason for the parts store not to have parts sitting on the shelf!
Total cost was less than one month’s car payment.
With only 198,000 on the odometer I should be good for many more miles. That GM 3800 V-6 has to rank high among durable engines. Too bad many of their other engines are crap.
Cheapskate that I am, I still adhere to my Dad’s words of wisdom.
“Grease is cheaper than machinery”.
Sisty recently stepped up and bought a Kia Sorento off the showroom floor. As an insurance adjuster in demand for her skills investigating truck accidents, she needs AWD and the ability to go at all hours and weather conditions. She has written wavier from Wyoming to travel on closed highways. Too many times she needs it.
Her new ride is impressive and I’m happy for her. Also, happy I don’t have the monthly stroke.
Yes, from time to time my cheapskate ways bite me in the ass. I’ve learned to live with it.