I told a colleague about the planned purchase a few weeks before I left D.C. He laughed and said "oh - you mean a Jeep SHerokee?" Ah, those Middle Easterners and their wacky pronunciation.
Sherry is a very particular car. If he were a sentient being, he'd have a high-pitched and patronizing tone of voice ("If you want the radio to turn off when you remove the key, of course you should stop listening to it at least two and a half minutes before you actually stop the car). Despite his quirks, I've grown to love Sherry. He has been performing his duties admirably, keeping me safe from the insane local drivers.
Yesterday, I took Sherry to have a burnt out tail light fixed. When the mechanic brought the car back, he delivered some bad news. In addition to the burnt out light, he discovered the following issues:
-- the brakes are bad
-- the rotors need to be turned
-- the power steering column needs replacing
-- the engine and transmission are leaking
-- the shocks and suspension are both shot
-- the horn needs to be replaced
-- the differential is slipping
To be honest, I have no idea what most of that even means. But I do know its pretty bad (the mechanic offered to take the car and get the oil-covered engine cleaned off so I could try and sell it before the buyer discovered it was leaking).
There are no other reasonably priced cars available at the moment. What to do? Sell? Fix? What to dooo?
3 comments:
Wow. Remind me not to buy any cars that have been to see your mechanic.
Have you talked to your Fahtha? Can you put a curse on the SOB who sold it to you?
Just keep driving it. Half that stuff was undoubtedly made up. The other half shouldn't impair your ability to stop and go...too much.
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