They say that all things must come to an end. The death toll rung for my horse (1990 Hyundai Excel) after about of year of signs when I was going to catch a Broken Social Scene (wonderful band if you haven’t heard them) concert out in Northampton, MA. I got about half a block from where I park and the old girl wouldn’t move. I had to push the sucker back and some help from my friend’s landlord. The clutch had been stiff the week before so figured it and maybe the transmission might be the problem, aka $$$ to repair the problem.
I went to Firestone on Comm Ave. in Allston and they referred me to the local AMMCO franchise on Cambridge Street. Both sets of guys charge a premium but were pros. The AMMCO shop was very good only charging $40 to evaluate the problem (fee could be put toward the final repair bill). All said just to fix the clutch would have cost $1100 minimum and they told me it was cheaper to fix that first before they even tested the transmission. Well I didn’t even want to think about that amount of money and since that was more they the car is worth The Heap was destined for the junk yard.
Little did I realize what a pain it would be to get rid of the car. I have used out-of-state plates for the last 8 years because the insurance in Boston is so ridiculous. My Dad is the owner of the car and if he transfered the car to me to register in MA it ended up that even if it was destined for salvage I’d have to pay all the registration fees, inspection, and insurance (might as well just fix the bitch). Talking with the AAA back in PA we find out that we need to request a salvage title from the state and have it in my name. They I can get rid of the car. Turnaround time: at least 2 weeks. So Betsey had to come back to the parking spot and we play the waiting game.
All said it’s not that bad. I expect to finish my PhD in about 6-8 month and I really don’t need a car (ZipCar rocks by the way). Whether I buy a new one or not will depend where I end up doing a post-doc. I got 8 years out of a car that a shady dealer told me I’d only get 3 at most out of. So, I don’t feel all that bad. Thanks to ScienceGrrl for letting me park in her spot for the last few years.
In memory (Nov 2004 96519.5 miles):
RIP |
 Accessories: Rear ashtrays! |
 Been a good haul |
 Good Bye shitbox |