25 February 2005
Money pit, right lane, exit only
There's an old wives' tale, presumably passed on by old wives, that cars start to develop problems once they're paid off.
I don't think there's any causal relationship between making the last payment and heading for the garage; more likely, it's just that auto loans go on for so long these days.
After almost four and a half years (on a five-year note; don't ask), my car is now paid for. The warranty three years/50,000 miles ran out for chronological reasons 16 months ago, so if anything horrible was going to happen, I figure it would have happened then. It didn't. Then again, except for the midsummer World Tours, I don't drive all that much: at the 52-month mark, I've got 41,100 miles on the clock.
While I expect I will need tires and brake pads within the next year or so, maintenance on this little darb has so far been fairly cheap; everything I've had to have fixed has been windshield-related (two cracks, one bent wiper blade). There are some definite signs of wear here and there, but nothing compelling enough to make me look at it in despair and go sign away my life for another five or six years.Posted at 6:32 AM to Driver's Seat