Hooptie-Doo!
Some readers may recall the tale of my automotive woes from back in July. My car, a 2004 Chevy Aveo, is still in the repair shop, as I make payments to them. Hopefully, my car will come home sometime this month. (sniff)
For the last month, I have been driving a 1987 Honda Accord, which I bought from my boss' brother-in-law for $300. It had been in an accident before I bought it, which is why the price was so low. That accident had messed up one of the headlights, and also caused the hood to not latch properly. The person I bought it from had a bungee cord which he gave me to tie the hood down. Good plan in theory, right? Well, about three miles from home, the cord snapped, and the hood flew up (not a pleasant experience at 50 mph). So now the car looks like it's in a lot worse shape than it actually is, as that little event left the hood all mangled up. The red tie-down ratchet strap I use to secure the hood really completes the picture (the car is charcoal gray).
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When I bought the car, I was told that it would soon need either a fuel filter, a fuel pump, or both. So, I've been driving it for about a month now, and it occasionally stalls out, probably because of one of the afore-mentioned fuel-type parts. I understand this, and I accept it (hey, whaddaya want for 300 bones?). The other day, I was out driving, the traffic light changed from red to green, and when I gave it a little gas, the car stalled out. This was a fairly busy road, but I put my hazard lights on while I continued my attempt to start the car. That should've been the end of the story, right? Nope! Some skinhead ass-wipe behind me lays all kind of rubber on the road (to the point where it smelled NASTY), and while driving by, yells "Get a Chevy!" (Ummmmm... I guess fuel filters and fuel pumps never go bad on Chevy's?)
Now, having lived most of my life in the Detroit area, I am far from one to knock American cars. Several friends and family members have worked for the car makers. But I do have a few bones to pick with Mr. Skinhead. First of all, Honda has been making cars in the United States for many years. I don't know if my particular car was made in the US, but that's really beside the point. Second, my so-called American car (my Chevy Aveo) was made in South Korea by Daewoo Motors. And finally, I've owned a lot of different cars, American, German, and Japanese; the best car I've ever owned, by far, was a Honda Civic wagon. I drove the living crap out of that car, and it just kept on going. (If you want to see the car I'm referring to, go rent the movie "Dave", starring Kevin Kline. His accountant friend, played by Charles Grodin, drives the EXACT same car, even down to the color. Good movie, by the way... Sigourney Weaver looked SCRUMPTIOUS! But, I digress...)
Anyway, I do have a message for Mr. Skinhead. Aryan Nations called... they said please come home to thecult compound, all is forgiven.
For the last month, I have been driving a 1987 Honda Accord, which I bought from my boss' brother-in-law for $300. It had been in an accident before I bought it, which is why the price was so low. That accident had messed up one of the headlights, and also caused the hood to not latch properly. The person I bought it from had a bungee cord which he gave me to tie the hood down. Good plan in theory, right? Well, about three miles from home, the cord snapped, and the hood flew up (not a pleasant experience at 50 mph). So now the car looks like it's in a lot worse shape than it actually is, as that little event left the hood all mangled up. The red tie-down ratchet strap I use to secure the hood really completes the picture (the car is charcoal gray).
Read more...
When I bought the car, I was told that it would soon need either a fuel filter, a fuel pump, or both. So, I've been driving it for about a month now, and it occasionally stalls out, probably because of one of the afore-mentioned fuel-type parts. I understand this, and I accept it (hey, whaddaya want for 300 bones?). The other day, I was out driving, the traffic light changed from red to green, and when I gave it a little gas, the car stalled out. This was a fairly busy road, but I put my hazard lights on while I continued my attempt to start the car. That should've been the end of the story, right? Nope! Some skinhead ass-wipe behind me lays all kind of rubber on the road (to the point where it smelled NASTY), and while driving by, yells "Get a Chevy!" (Ummmmm... I guess fuel filters and fuel pumps never go bad on Chevy's?)
Now, having lived most of my life in the Detroit area, I am far from one to knock American cars. Several friends and family members have worked for the car makers. But I do have a few bones to pick with Mr. Skinhead. First of all, Honda has been making cars in the United States for many years. I don't know if my particular car was made in the US, but that's really beside the point. Second, my so-called American car (my Chevy Aveo) was made in South Korea by Daewoo Motors. And finally, I've owned a lot of different cars, American, German, and Japanese; the best car I've ever owned, by far, was a Honda Civic wagon. I drove the living crap out of that car, and it just kept on going. (If you want to see the car I'm referring to, go rent the movie "Dave", starring Kevin Kline. His accountant friend, played by Charles Grodin, drives the EXACT same car, even down to the color. Good movie, by the way... Sigourney Weaver looked SCRUMPTIOUS! But, I digress...)
Anyway, I do have a message for Mr. Skinhead. Aryan Nations called... they said please come home to the
posted by Jim McKee at 12:53 PM
6 Comments:
I hope the skinhead doesn't get to read your post.
that would imply he is capable of both using a computer and reading.
UH OH!!!!
LOL ;o) That reminds me of my very first car. I named HIM scooter. I know it's bizarre to name a car a boy, but he was ALL boy! I drovew that car for 6 years, From college to my very 1st previously owned car. I drove it on the lot w/ 350K miles, the tailpipe hung on w/ a coat hanger, the rear view mirror in the passanger side seat and the back panel taped on w/ trusty packaging tape. ;o) What kind of rodster was it? a Plymoth Arro 2 door hatchback, 5-speed. (Mitibishi engine)OH and i had blown a gasget in the engine, so I literally had to fill the oil and check thegas. ;o)
AHHH the good ole days. ;o)
My car previous to this one was a Ford named Fortunato, because I bought it cheap when i really needed a car. I used to have to take a hammer and pound the starter to get it going sometimes. This, mind you, was on advice from a mechanic! (Not worth the money to replace anything on it.) It was pretty funny. I always knew it would start, eventually.
i had a candy apple red toyota tercel made in kentucky which i loved, loved, loved.
it was a great car, except it had a carbearator(sp??) and it rusted out after 9 years and 89,000 because i didn't drive it enough. it stalled once in 9 years.
i hope your car situation gets better soon!
Leave it to me to take a comment thread to a different level, but hey I write what hits me :)
I am SO WITH you on the whole story, laughed, felt your pain, been there. But somehow in all the humor and hatred of Skinheads and all that jazz... I was touched right at the end...
After the basic f**k you that's in all of us... you managed to forgive him in the message he received at the compound.
You're a rugged guy, with a true sense of what we need more of in America. Kick their ASSES when really called for, but drop the road rage for a bit of forgiveness.
Good job!
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