Posted by Gypsy Jim (24.4.252.68) on January 21, 2001 at 16:23:49:
In Reply to: Ever watched Christine? My mav is mad at me. posted by RudyD on January 21, 2001 at 00:07:55:
When I first met my wife 12 years ago, she drove an Oldsmobile. The car never gave her any problems until we started dating. I always drove Fords and despised any GM products. Well, I think that car sensed my feeling because it certainly had it in for me. It ran out of gas 2 times (in the worse times and locations imaginable) while reading a quarter tank on the gauge. The engine literally died in the middle of the intersection going into the Mid-town Tunnel in NYC during rush hour on a cold and rainy October afternoon (that made everyone real happy). Another time, the transmission locked up and came to a stop in the middle of a set of railroad tracks. Even with the car in neutral, I couldn't push it off the tracks. Thank God no trains were coming. As soon as the engine/trans cooled down, it was fine. The damned thing ate up three alternators in one year and the windshield leaked during a rainstorm and ruined all my business papers (the thing never leaked before this storm). The clincher for getting rid of this car was when I went to change the license plates. Two identical screws held the plate in place. After trying to get one of the screws reinstalled for fifteen minutes (the threads wouldn't grip) I reluctantly decided to try the other screw... it went right in. Identical screws and yet they had to go in the right holes, you figure...
I finally had it with this piece of S**T and put it up for sale.
The guy who bought the car was checking out the AC when I had it for sale and his brother turned on the ignition. He ended up running his fingers through the AC pulley. I couldn't beleive he still wanted the car after getting biten (he should have taken that as an omen about the car). He then went to put his plates on the car. I told him not to mix the srews up, but he did anyhow. I was BSing with his brother when I hear a lot of cursing. He too, couldn't get license plate screws in. He looked at the screws and and like me, said, "they're the same." Ten minutes later, he switched them and they went right in. I saw the guy a year after the sale and he said that six weeks after he bought the car, it was broadsided while parked in front of his house!