You’re bringing back some memories of frustrating times with my cars. Had a 62 VW I bought used. Used to take it for service and tell them to replace the valves and check the oil. Made many, many unanticipated lane changes in high winds on the highway.
Then I had a MGB with the infamous Lucas electrics. Prince of Darkness. Took it to a fast food joint on my dinner break and emerged to find all the coolant on the ground. Seems they designed a metal flap to keep the radiator hose away from the block, but attached it to the block so with vibration and heat, it cut a hole in the hose.
My brother wanted to buy it from me. I told him he didn’t want it, but he insisted. So, one night driving home from work, he hit the rocker switch for the headlights and the switch disappeared inside the dash. So he pulled over and fished the broken switch out from the dash, held the wires together with one hand to keep the lights on and drove and shifted with the other all the way up I-15 to his home. Then he understood.
No, I’ll take today’s cars with all their complexities.
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