LiveJournal Entry: The Seventh
So, I find out last week that something in my car needs to be replaced.
And that thing rhymes with "Bread Basket".
(insert stream of aggravated explitives here)
Yeah, so, it looks like it's time for a new car. The additional insult to this injury is that I just spent $2800 on bodywork for the damn thing earlier this year. And there are enough little things still wrong with it to file further repair as "good money after bad".
Ay-yi-yi.
So, I'll probably start looking at used - sorry, "previously-owned" - vehicles soon. Apparently I can limp along for a while as long as I am vigilant about the oil level. At least according to my mechanic. Or, according to my dad, whom the mechanic called to tell that the car was ready. Yeah, the mechanic called my father, not me, even though I was the one who brought the car in. It's my dad's mechanic. They know each other from Lebanon.
Yeah, interesting Middle-Eastern cultural tidbit: if you father is on the same continent as you, any important decision/information/etc will go through the proper channels (ie. him), regardless of whether he was involved initially and despite any data like cell-phone numbers you happen to leave with them when you hand over your keys. Thank god my parents had just gotten back from their 3-week trip, or I might never have found out about my car. *rolls eyes, picks them up, rinses them off, puts them back in*
So, the current vehicle is a '99 Subaru Forrester, and while I like the form factor (compact SUV) I am not tied to the Subaru brand. Currently the Honda CR-V is catching my eye, and after test-driving one I continued to like it. Not so hot on the Toyota Rav-4 after the test-drive. Haven't tried the X-terra, the V-Cross, or the Escape, though eventually I hope to. Anyone out there have any experiences/anecdotal data to share?
Note: I know basically nothing about the V-Cross; I fully admit the thing catches my eye because of the countersunk socket head bolts which hold the trim on. There. I said it. And I stand by my prejudice towards anything not-socket head. Socket-head is the drive type of civilized people. Fuck you, slotted drive. You're dead to me; you and your stripped-out, torque-hating bretheren. And don't you get cocky, Phillips-Head, you aren't much better. If I wanted to use axial installation force I would have used a fucking nail. Prick.