Those were the words out of my favorite mechanic's mouth. Once again, my little Sebring was in at the autoshop for repairs. This time, the engine light was on steady and it was making a horrifying sound.
It turns out that a gasket on the oil pan had gone bad. That nice new oil change I had a month ago was worthless. My car had no oil left in it.
This marked the $3500 mark in repairs since I bought the car in March and my little Sebring was not worth that much. Actually, I doubt it was even worth the $2000 I paid for it in only 9 months ago. At this rate, I could have been making a car payment for something a little newer and sturdier. But, my little precious Anika loved her purple Sebring. And, quite frankly I figured there was no way I could possibly afford anything better.
Still, I paid the $400 for yet another repair with the promise to myself that I wouldn't be meeting my mechanic with another problem for months.
Driving the next few days, I realized. I can baby the car all I want, but it wasn't going to last through the year. Even if it did, my precious Sebring had become a money pit.
Enter ... Greeway Dodge. I brought my little car in there and they took care of me. The first night I went, I really nice salesman by the name of Cody helped me. I told him I didn't want to test drive, just look around. He took his time showing me my options, listening to my concerns and especially my needs. The next day, I came back. Another salesman helped me this time, but we went straight for the car that Cody recommended to me. A beautifully kept 2005 Buick Terraza.
Even so, it was hard saying goodbye to my little Sebring. Now, though I have my new car. It fits all the kids and there is no more "She's touching me" going on.
Driving the next few days, I realized. I can baby the car all I want, but it wasn't going to last through the year. Even if it did, my precious Sebring had become a money pit.
Enter ... Greeway Dodge. I brought my little car in there and they took care of me. The first night I went, I really nice salesman by the name of Cody helped me. I told him I didn't want to test drive, just look around. He took his time showing me my options, listening to my concerns and especially my needs. The next day, I came back. Another salesman helped me this time, but we went straight for the car that Cody recommended to me. A beautifully kept 2005 Buick Terraza.
Even so, it was hard saying goodbye to my little Sebring. Now, though I have my new car. It fits all the kids and there is no more "She's touching me" going on.
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