That precise moment when you're just, done, with a vehicle
It's a weird feeling, when you finally decide to sell or move on from a certain vehicle. I'm a pretty sentimental person, get more attached to things than I should, and can justify keeping nearly anything but when that feeling hits, it's like a light switch and there is no going back. Seemingly and suddenly all the joy or desire to drive/ride it is just... gone. I've only had that feeling a couple of times, but it struck me again last night after fixing my sacrifice to the winter salt gods, my 2005 beater Cobalt.
2-3 weeks ago the fuel lines rusted out underneath the rear drivers side door, an incredibly common problem with this platform since the lines run near the exhaust pipe and GM wrapped them in a heat wrap that tends to hold dirt/salt/grime. Typical repairs seem to be either replacing the entire hardline from front to back for a few hundred bucks, or cut out the rusty bits and replace with nylon line and compression fittings. Because it's just a cheap beater car I obviously went the cheaper nylon line route, which seems to be pretty popular based on the amount of videos I found on the repair.
Between being busy, gone, and a bit of lack of motivation I finally got the repair wrapped up last night, I routed the lines in the same locations, reused all of the factory clips, tied the lines up and away from the exhaust, even wire tied the heat wrap back on, checked for leaks, all good to go. It's a good repair as far as cheap repairs go, I'm confident that it'll be fine, and trust that it's a safe repair based one the amount of other people that have done it.
But, as I laid in bed last night, the smell of gasoline finally dissipating from my nose and my eyes finally relieved from the burn from gas, rust and dirt, I couldn't shake the gut feeling that I do not want to put my kids back in this car. Now, with it's rusted out rocker panels it's not like it was the safest car in the first place, and it's pretty cramped for myself and two car seats, but for the 4 block drive to daycare, in my town of 1,100 people, not a big deal, longer trips were usually handled with either my truck or the wife's car anyway. This though is a bridge too far, the thought of having to get two kids out of car seats, one of them directly above where the repair was made, in even the odd chance that this repair fails is one I can't handle. The car has to go. This means DD'ign the truck, and driving it through the winter salt, none of which I want to do, but I'm done, can't bring myself to start driving the car again.
So, not to ironically foist my fears upon anyone else, but any Oppos want a cheap winter beater? '05, 4 door, 136k, everything works, decent tires, brakes replaced last winter, Sioux Falls SD area. Oppo discount $1000, or trade me something cool?
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I'm a pretty sentimental person, get more attached to things than I should, and can justify keeping nearly anything but when that feeling hits, it's like a light switch and there is no going back.
I know both sides of this feel. Hence why I have stuff like the Saab and Alfa that I know I'll never willingly part with but the Jag and I are on "I think it is time we parted ways" footing.
@akioohtori Funny thing is I've had this feeling hit with things I swore I'd keep forever. I had a 883 Sportster once, loved the bike, swore it was a forever bike, started riding longer distances, not the ideal bike but people do that on Sportsters all the time right? Then one day coming home from work I was trying to maintain 75-80, on not even a big hill with a pretty stiff headwind and it took everything it had to hold speed. I hit the top of that hill and like a light switch I was done. Got home, and I don't remember riding it again. I rode the '82 Maxim until it was sold.
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...I finally got the repair wrapped up last night, I routed the lines in the same locations, reused all of the factory clips, tied the lines up and away from the exhaust, even wire tied the heat wrap back on, checked for leaks, all good to go. It's a good repair as far as cheap repairs go, I'm confident that it'll be fine, and trust that it's a safe repair based one the amount of other people that have done it.
Can confirm, I just went through this exact repair on my mom's HHR. Spliced the nylon to clean sections of pipe under the driver's seat where it doesn't get so much salt spray. Followed the original routing and reused the old heat wrap.
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@pickup_man I remember the exact moment when I had just had enough of my Dodge Intrepid. I was on my 3rd engine. Yes, you read that correctly, THIRD ENGINE! it was actually new engine that had been put in there thank god for the warranty on that, but even though that new engine only had less than 20k mostly highway driven miles on it, would not pass emissions. They told me that it could but the cost of the emissions work would have been another $2k. The car wasn't worth that on a good day. It ran fine, but apparently ran dirty.
This was during the second round of cash for clunkers and they were going to give me more for it than any trade in offer I had, so it was a no brainer. That was my down payment for my Fiat, which I still have. My only regret is that they wouldn't let me throw the switch on the crusher myself. Yes, I asked.
It's a bittersweet moment, sometimes, but you have to know when to cut your losses.
@urambo-tauro For a second I thought you somehow took a picture of my repair lol. Like I said, very common.
@pickup_man I had the same moment with my 4runner this past summer. After blowing a brake line on a trip and driving home without brakes, I was installing the new brake line and 'found' this:
It's for sale now and I'm still asking too much for it since I really liked that truck. One day I'll take one of the offers.
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I feel that,
My first car got a hole in the radiator from previous rock strike and years of corrosion. Bought a replacement and it leaked from the get go (bad manufacturing from the top piece to the core). Went back to the parts place to exchange. As I left, the jackass at the parts counter said "Don't break this one", he's lucky I was still a teen because these days if someone said that, that new rad would be frizbee'd right at their head. Installed the exchanged one and it leaked from exactly the same spot as the previous replacement. That's when I was like "fuck this"; body has 350,000km and engine was apparently "140,000km" but it got such poor fuel efficiency, I didn't really believe that. I needed something that wouldn't breakdown on the bridge to upcoming night school.
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@pickup_man If the car was a stick I'd steal it from you if 1.) I wasn't across the country 2.) the car fit in my garage and 3.) I had the financial wiggle room. But I get the mentality of "yep, I give." Hasn't happened to me when it comes to cars yet (hope it doesn't anytime soon), but it's happened with video editing and essay writing. You work on something for a while, it disappears, and you're just done.
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@pickup_man I've never been 'done' with either of the cars I own....had to sell my Subie because at the time I couldn't financially stomach the cost / labour of replacing the rear sub-frame due to rust.
I've been trying to keep my Accent in good shape as I go, and I still love it 193,000kms later!
@pickup_man For me, that was with my Corvair when I realized that I just didn't have the time and energy to keep up with it in Virginia. California weather was kinder, but the decay of it's condition exceeded my repair pace. Passed it along for $500 to a guy that did almost exactly what I had planned.
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@pickup_man I reached this point with my gf's '97 Saturn SC1. It had 240k miles, was cramped, noisy, rattly, constantly leaking oil, bad weatherstripping on the trunk so it was always wet, grungy inside, clearcoat peeling, festering pile of junk that she loved dearly. She kept it until we finally went shopping for a newer vehicle with fewer problems, and ended up with a hell of a deal on a new '15 Accord. That put us at 4 vehicles...for 2 people. She was glad the Saturn finally had a break, so she took it to her mechanic to get it emissions-safe, and he called her back to say the frame had rusted to the point that the right front wheel wasn't guaranteed to be with the car much longer. We sold it for junk. I hated it and was glad to see it gone. She cried....so much. It was heartbreaking...
...but I was still glad to be rid of that thing.
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@pickup_man My first car did this to me. It was a ‘92 Chevrolet Beretta. Base model with the 2.2 four-cylinder from the Cavalier and the 3-speed automatic. It was soooo slow. I wanted a GTZ Beretta with the 2.3 Quad 4 or at least a Z26 or GT one with the 3.1 V6, but I had to take what I could get.
The Beretta had super low miles and was an older lady’s car. It sat a lot. Until me. I was 16 and there is/was nothing else to do in this town (and gas was cheap). So, my friends and I drove the hell out of the Beretta and it responded by breaking down. A lot.
Coolant hoses all eventually went. So did the heater core. And it somehow had a misfire one day and decided to run on three cylinders but with no “check engine” light. It leaked water under the dash in the rain (common Beretta problem), had its rear drum brakes lock up when going slowly (like through a parking lot), the parking brake quit working, the alternator died (as a result of my expensive stereo that was worth more than the car), and there was some other stuff I’m likely forgetting. Oh, the transmission. It was dying and wouldn’t shift gears unless you let off the gas. It would hold first gear forever if you didn’t let off the accelerator.
It was shiny and rust free and still looked decent, but it couldn’t handle being a teenager’s car. Poor thing. I sold it for $1,700 in April 2007. The girl who bought it ended up junking it after the headgasket and the transmission both died.