It’s good to have good friends that can save your whatsis.
Our good friend Wild Bill happens to be a crack mechanic (and has been for decades). He lives in the South – where there are more people and far more cheap cars for sale. (That don’t have underbody road salt and snow rust.) So, Wild Bill is looking for a car for us. We’ll need to be Adirondack snow-and-mud appropriate, and we’ll want to be able to haul things, so we decided on a 4×4, probably with a decent amount of cargo space. If he finds something in excellent shape with a bad transmission, say … he’ll replace the transmission so we have an excellent condition FrankenCar. And honestly, buying it down South is probably the only way we will get the car we want for the paltry sum we have available.
We spent a bit of time chatting today about what sort of things we might like best, and we settled on something along the Trooper or Bronco or Cherokee lines. 90s model, likely. Wouldn’t be opposed to a small pickup, but ya know, not ideal for staying out of trouble in the mud and snow. (Not enough weight in the back.) Not that I really will get to pick, but I do love the Troopers. This white Trooper is actually for sale right now. Has to be checked out though. And when it comes down to it, it depends on what’s out there at the minute you are looking.
Hmm. Just can’t get off that Trooper. Love it. The Cherokees are cool too though. Ah well, only time will tell. The quote of the day from my partner – “You have no idea how glad I am that a mechanic that knows what he is doing is the one looking for the stupid car.”