Quote:If I'm worried about the car, I can vacuum the thing and make sure the oil gets changed regularly.My car loving days are over. Last year I got new tires for my car and I got it winterized too. I decided I might as well get an oil change while it's there since the car hasn't got one for years. The mechanic said "What oil, the oil is DRY". Sheesh, mechanic with an attitude... Fine, I am not going there if I decide to have a tune up (how long has it been, 3, 4 years?)
I have got to admit I am very fortunate with this car, it has lasted me 12 years and it has seen no more than 3 or 4 tuneup and oil changes but it still runs like "new". Cars are no more than transportation to me these days. Don't even ask me how many car washes it's gotten in the 12 years. All I can say is white is the best color on a car if you don't plan to wash it too often.
Actually, I've pretty well adopted this "carefree" philosophy to material things. Some people become slaves to their material processions. Not me, I buy things to use, not to slave over - bad enough I have to slave for the money to buy them in the first place. Hehe, I know people who owned a sofa set for 9 years and still have the plastic wrapping on it.
Quote: I did get my first rock chip in the windshield this week, though. :mad: Maybe I'm just doomed.Hehe. I can almost feel you pain. This brought back memories...
Years ago I bought a brand new jeep, it was one fancy looking rig. It was the first year Jeep offered "luxury" options such as AC, tinted windows, chrome wheels, chrome bumpers and chrome grill. This was the pimp mobile in the 4x4 world. The base price for the jeep was 8k, the Larado package and extras bumped the final sale price to 15k. First weekend with the jeep, I went hill climbing but ended up with a bunch of motocrossers. To make the story short, I found out jeeps are not built to jump like motocross. Had A couple of fun jumps but ended up calling a tow truck the first time I made 8 feet high. Damage done, 4.5k. Bruised ego, priceless. I know, this has nothing to do with your first rock chip, it just invoked this memory I like to share. I can never forget that crunching sound when the jeep landed, and how lucky I was I had the soft top on that day instead of the hard top when my head hit the roof, else I will be a couple of inches shorter.
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