redcar

The moon was behind the clouds this morning….so things weren’t quite as bright as they’d been the last couple of days when I went for my run.

I know the moon was back there….that’s what moons do…hide behind the clouds sometimes.

We drove up to Asheville yesterday to look at a car for my daughter.

Here’s the car we looked at:

redcar

It looks pretty good in the picture.

The owner was a nice guy who didn’t know anything about cars….but as I started asking him questions that he couldn’t really answer, I started to figure out things on my own.

You remember the movie “The Shining”?

Remember how that little kid kept saying “redrum” over and over?

We’ll call this car “redcar”.

It had issues.

After checking it out and then jumping it off to get it started, the owner asked if we wanted to test drive it….and mentioned that it didn’t have power steering and was hard to steer.

I don’t think that power steering was optional equipment on a 1992 Sentra.

I showed him where the empty power steering fluid reservoir was and told him it needed fluid….and that having some fluid might help the steering problem if everything else was still working.

In the ad, the car had been described as needing brake pads….but when we test drove it, the screeching was different than a worn pad would make.

I can’t describe it.

Maybe a bad hub? I don’t really know.

It was a really bad dry scraping/screeching sound.

So…it was a redcar that wouldn’t start or steer and that made horrible screeching sounds when it was rolling.

Oh…..and it didn’t have a driver’s side seatbelt.

That’s not a good car for your “little girl”.

I noticed that when we got home, the owner had dropped the price by a couple of hundred bucks.

Good luck.

That’s something to learn from this experience….or maybe I should say that it’s something to remember.

NICE GUYS WHO DON’T KNOW ANYTHING CAN GET YOU INTO AS MUCH TROUBLE AS EVIL PEOPLE WHO GET YOU IN TROUBLE ON PURPOSE.

They really can….if you let them.

That redcar was one left behind….thank goodness.

But enough about that.

Check this song out by Amy Helm….Levon’s daughter.

Good stuff from a good musical family….

“rescue me” Amy Helm

 

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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