Yes, the missing part of the sentence was that they couldn’t build a diesel that people would actually want to buy instead of a gas engine.

So, to recap:

I was sixteen. I had a black-on-black, fully optioned, freshly waxed, cell phone-equipped SHO. I had just landed an internship with a surgeon. My hospital badge had an MD after my name (administrative mistake that I never corrected). I was hot shit, academically at least, and that gave me enough of a months-long…

So, I think the owner’s statements of believing the car is unsafe and all that escalation to be a little defensive, even though $100k USD is a lot for a car that probably isn’t worth quite that much.

Since I’ve already used my S2000 vs. Alligator first date story, I’ll have to take a step further back in time...

Because

That’s why I wrote it up for you!

A penguin’s driving down the highway when his engine starts sputtering and smoking. He gets off at the next exit and finds the nearest garage. The penguin proceeds to tell the mechanic what happened and the mechanic says “Give me 10 minutes to look at it to see if I can find the problem.”

How do you know if a car buyer is lost?

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