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The Used Car From Hell

January 17, 2013 by Sonia Marsh 15 Comments

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The Used Car From Hell

“Mom, my car just died,” Josh, my eighteen-year-old son texted me at 4:37 pm, last Monday.

“Where are you?”

“About 80 miles outside Phoenix. Not sure. No signs.”

Why the hell didn’t my husband return this damn car to the dealer?

Duke said he test-drove it, checked the various things you’re supposed to check on a used car, and on the 50-mile drive home, the oil-change light flashed bright red.

To me that’s a clear message: “Warning, I’m a problem car. I just pretended to work while you drove me a couple of miles around the dealership.”

So Duke drove this 2003 Nissan X-Terra, with 60,000 miles on it, straight to Don, our mechanic in Orange County.

Don checked the oil and flushed the engine, which happened to have metal shavings in it.

I don’t know much about engines, but metal shavings don’t sound healthy in your engine.

“Drive it around for a couple of hours and I’ll flush the engine again first things in the morning,” Don said.

At least Josh will get two hours of training on how to drive a stick shift.

Did I forget to mention this car has a manual transmission, and our son has never driven a stick shift before?

As with many decisions in our family, we tend to procrastinate; then at the last minute, we take action. It’s not like we hadn’t looked at car ads during the Christmas holidays; we just hadn’t found anything affordable, with low mileage. Plus Josh wanted a used truck with a V8 engine, to which Duke and I said, “Absolutely not.”

I offered Josh my 2007 Kia Rio, with 67,000 miles, but my husband agreed my car was not suitable for driving long stretches in New Mexico where powerful gusts of desert wind can lift your car off the road. How do I know? I rented a Kia Rio just like my own when I visited Josh, and my rental almost blew off the road to Roswell. Perhaps the aliens saw me coming, who knows.

The following morning, which happened to be the Friday before Josh’s National Guard training, Don opened his garage early in order to flush the engine one more time before Josh headed out.

I climbed onto the passenger seat and asked Josh to practice changing gears down our street. I wanted reassurance before his 800-mile drive.

My first impression was not good. A musty smell hit my nostrils and a collection of crumbs, dry grass and other stuff you find underneath your shoes covered the gray floor mats. How come the dealer sold a dirty car? Hadn’t Duke noticed?

Josh turned on the engine and it sounded like an old smoker clearing out his lungs. He tried to press down on the clutch, and put it into first gear, but he couldn’t.

“Let me try,” I said.

We changed seats and I had the same problem. The gear wouldn’t engage.

I ran inside for assistance. Duke was getting dressed for work.

“Looks like the clutch is gone,” Duke said.

He succeeded in thrusting the stick-shift into second gear and I followed him to Don’s shop in my reliable Kia Rio.

“The clutch could probably have lasted another year, but with Josh learning how to change gears, I’m not surprised,” Duke said. “Book him on a flight.”

I debated whether or not to book Josh on a flight. He desperately needed a car to get to his training, plus the freezing temperatures and icy road conditions, made riding his bike hazardous.

Don said it would take all day to replace the clutch, and re-flush the engine.

“I’ll leave tonight,” Josh said.

The car was ready for pick-up at 6pm. I met Duke at the repair shop and almost fainted at the cost of a new clutch.

“Aren’t you going to call and yell at the dealer?” I asked Duke. “Ron says we have 72 hours to return the car, and since it’s a piece of crap, we need to return it now.”

“It’s all fixed and ready to go. Josh can leave tomorrow morning and I’ll call the dealer over the weekend.”

Josh insisted on leaving right away, but we managed to convince him to leave the following morning.

Josh programming his GPS

I packed enough water bottles to last him a week, a turkey, cheese sandwich, three apples and five protein bars. Josh climbed inside his car, programmed the GPS on his phone—at least that reassured me a tad—and as I waved goodbye, my son tried his best to make a smooth start in first gear. I felt a sense of relief, knowing he had a GPS and AAA.

Six hours later, Duke sent me a text message that Josh’s engine wouldn’t accelerate. He pulled over and after checking the oil level, the engine wouldn’t start.

I left Duke in charge.

After several hours sitting in his car, AAA finally showed up from Phoenix. Duke located, and called the closest garage in a town that sounded like Salami, Arizona, where AAA towed his car.

By now, it was after 6pm., and the garage was closed.

“Mom, I’ll sleep in the car,” Josh texted me.

I called him back and his voice kept cutting out.

“Some guy is …. up,” Josh said.

Now, my vivid imagination took over and I started thinking he might get shot.

“We’ll call a taxi to come and pick you up.”

Duke listened to me and rolled his eyes.

“There are no taxis in this small town,” he said.

“What’s the name again?” I asked.

“Salami, or something like that,” Duke said.

I Googled places that sounded like Salami in Arizona, and found Salome.

“Does that sound like the place?”

“Yes,” Duke said.

“There’s a motel and I’m sure they’ll pick him up.”

Duke called the motel, and the owner said, ‘Tell your son I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

Knowing that Josh was now warm and had a bed for the night, I could fall asleep.

“The garage says I need a new engine,” Josh told us the following morning.

What now?

Thankfully, the garage owner’s wife agreed to drive Josh to Phoenix airport where he purchased a ticket to Albuquerque. By now, he had missed his training, and we needed to get the car back to California.

After owning this car for four days, I calculated all the extra money we have spent, and to top it off, we had the extra expense of getting the car back to the dealer in Los Angeles.

“Duke, I hope you give the dealer hell,” I said.

Josh’s car is now back at the dealers, and we’re waiting for a replacement engine.

Who knows how this will end.

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Comments

  1. Doreen Cox says

    January 18, 2013 at 1:35 pm

    Oh my, Sonia! Thank you for a huge Saturday afternoon laugh :-] Of course, the situation at that time was not funny at all. You are masterful at making me feel as if I am right there with you all, going through the ordeal. Bet you will be telling this one to your grandkids! I just love the resilient spirit that seems to run through your family 🙂
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    • Sonia Marsh says

      January 29, 2013 at 7:55 pm

      Dody,

      I sent you a Tweet a few days ago about this, however I’m late in responding. So sorry. Yes, it does make a funny story, although it’s ongoing. We hope to get another engine and my husband is very patient. NOT ME!!!

      Reply
  2. Madeline Sharples says

    January 18, 2013 at 6:46 pm

    This is such a great story. Lots of laughs and lots of stuff that seems so familiar. Cars and boys always are grist for the writer’s mill.
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    • Sonia Marsh says

      January 19, 2013 at 8:48 am

      Madeline,

      So you’ve been through this with a used car?
      I’d love to hear your version.

      Reply
  3. ladyfi says

    January 19, 2013 at 12:32 am

    Oh good lord – what a nightmare! Return the car and save your money might be the best best!
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    • Sonia Marsh says

      January 19, 2013 at 8:49 am

      Ladyfi,

      Wish we’d done that from the start. Now I feel like we’re caught in this mess.Hopefully the ending will be better.

      Reply
  4. Janette says

    January 20, 2013 at 9:22 am

    Being the daughter of a car dealership owner…
    No matter what Dave Ramsey says…
    We buy new.
    The one time we broke that promise to me
    we ended up on the side of the road
    with a Capri
    that had sawdust in the engine (plugs the holes for a short period of time).

    Reply
    • Sonia Marsh says

      January 29, 2013 at 7:57 pm

      Wow, I’m surprised to hear you buy new. Can you call my husband and tel him? Here’s the number: 949-309-….
      Thanks Janette.

      Reply
  5. carol says

    January 24, 2013 at 6:58 am

    What a horror story!!! So much so, you’d think you made it all up as the introduction to a new book! It’s so beautifully written, with all the suspense we know you are good at, as in “Freeways to flip-flops”; I hope it has a happy ending…

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  6. Sonia Marsh says

    January 29, 2013 at 7:57 pm

    Carol,

    Thank you so much. I’m still waiting for the ending. Another story perhaps.

    Reply
    • George Otero says

      July 14, 2013 at 4:39 am

      Everything will become OK at the end. If it is not ok, then it is not the end. :D. Hopefully you have got the engine replacement.
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  7. Sell My Car Guide says

    February 10, 2014 at 2:03 am

    that’s really a bad luck with you guys, does car dealer co-operate with you as you guys spend extra money?

    there should be a good end after having these trouble

    Reply
  8. Baba Sell My Car says

    February 10, 2014 at 3:02 am

    it is really a good story and helps to stop doing these kind of mistakes. don’t mind i smiled during reading this story and feel sad also…

    Reply
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    February 26, 2014 at 8:03 am

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  10. Christina says

    February 7, 2017 at 8:23 am

    Your admission of tending to procrastinate is a courageous one and it’s nice that you did manage to do some legwork beforehand. Unfortunately, waiting until the last minute usually has big consequences in this area. It’s also unfortunate that the vehicle had a stick shift and your son did not have relevant experience.

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