I've mentioned this story before: the fiery self-immolation of my early-Seventies Volvo 164.
I bought it from a guy I didn't know, had a shop other than my usual trusted mechanic inspect it (I think the seller paid the mechanic off), found it had rust in the gas tank and that the transmission cable bound up from time to time, that it had been repainted (a huge red flag I didn't know about back then), etc. Still it was fun to drive.
Then, one night, as my then-wife and I were driving home from dinner, something milky jetted onto the windshield, and I smelled gas. The fuel line had broken. My wife told me later there were flames licking out under the dash. I wrestled the car to the side of the road, and we jumped out and trotted to a safe distance to watch it burn from end to end.
We were outside a dance club, and people came out to watch. One asked me, "That your car?" and I said, grimly, "It was. . . ."
It put me off foreign and used cars for a long time. It also taught me not to rush into any big purchase, and to have any potential buy inspected by someone I trusted, even if I had to wait and take a chance on someone else buying it.
I bought it from a guy I didn't know, had a shop other than my usual trusted mechanic inspect it (I think the seller paid the mechanic off), found it had rust in the gas tank and that the transmission cable bound up from time to time, that it had been repainted (a huge red flag I didn't know about back then), etc. Still it was fun to drive.
Then, one night, as my then-wife and I were driving home from dinner, something milky jetted onto the windshield, and I smelled gas. The fuel line had broken. My wife told me later there were flames licking out under the dash. I wrestled the car to the side of the road, and we jumped out and trotted to a safe distance to watch it burn from end to end.
We were outside a dance club, and people came out to watch. One asked me, "That your car?" and I said, grimly, "It was. . . ."
It put me off foreign and used cars for a long time. It also taught me not to rush into any big purchase, and to have any potential buy inspected by someone I trusted, even if I had to wait and take a chance on someone else buying it.