I should have known that the $275 pricetag meant something BAD. This four door hardtop is only worthy of discussion because of its incessant undependability. An ex-rental car, it was a beater with only 66,000 miles. As soon as I fixed the lumpy idle, the radiator gave out. As soon as I replaced the radiator, the fuel pump took a dive. As soon as I repaired the fuel pump (and was pulling it out of the driveway), the car dropped a u-joint in the street. As soon as I fixed that, the transmission started making crummy noises. After I replaced that, the "NEW" transmission also started making crummy noises.
The radio never worked, the tail lamp bulbs kept blowing up, the front suspension was shot, the power steering took more effort with than without a belt on the pump, and the windshield looked like it had been sandblasted (wanna see in direct sunlight? Forget it; just pull over and wait for the clouds—or hang a head out the window). The parts replacement didn't end until I replaced the whole car with a 1964 Dodge Pickup.
In retrospect, I could have had more patience with the car. Patience is hard to maintain, however, when the vehicle breaks down every week. My feeling was that - had I kept it - I would be replacing stuff until the day I died. Thanks, but no thanks!

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