Sad to say, the car we bought for Sarah to use wasn't a wise move. It's not horrible terrible, but I've never driven it. I can't. The seat is stuck in a far-back position, too far back for my short legs. The left rear driver's wheel rim has a minor crack that results in Sarah's having to put air in that tire every three days. So when we hear the term "Third Day," it's not music to our ears.
Now, I'm no mechanic, but I'm pretty sure I would've noticed a strip of duct tape holding three wires to the side of an engine part, don't you? Instead, I just stared into the twisted intestines of the white dinosaur and joked with the seller, "Looks fine to me!" I'm such a blonde sometimes for being brunette.
The AC doesn't work, either, which is probably why the guy slung back the sunroof as we test drove it, and pointed out how fast the car is capable of going on the back roads of Delaware. Guess he thought romance would overpower our need to know if the AC worked. He thought right.
The upside? The car is big and absorbed a lot of the blunt force of SArah's hitting a dirt wall a few months back. It's got giddy-up but hasn't gotten her a ticket (yet). She pays at the pump for that giddy-up, and would prefer fewer horses that drink less.
We affectionately call it the Lemonexus.
Soon we'll trade our perpetual lemonade for something less...sour. Got anything to sell?
2 comments:
maybe mine in a year or so : ) but mine isn't much better, plus it's small.
I think Sarah's driving my old car! I did have one like that...it got so bad that I had to leave it running when I was doing quick errands (like going to the bank)because it was very temperamental about starting. I prayed that someone would steal it. Nobody ever did.
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