Could be both.

Its a terrible car—a headache at any price.

I agree with your observation, but not your conclusion. Nicely sorted car, but ND for the high mileage.

We’ve had a few unexpected plusses and minuses in the reliability department:

I remember driving my 1999 Hyundai Accent up the back road to the Sandia Crest from Placitas one day during early snowmelt season. At one off-camber hairpin, the runoff was making multiple little creeks across the road. A Jeep coming down advised me that I couldn’t make it without 4WD and a locking center diff. The…

Yup, we had a hail storm with wind gusts up to 90mph in Colorado a couple of years back. De-roofed sheds and shops, and weirdly swirled right around some buildings to take out porch windows in houses immediately downwind.

Rob said this can haul ass, but you're right; you'd have to take the roof off to fit a donkey in there.

Again I have to ask the deep question of life: why do bad prices happen to good cars?

Camarones

I can't sell it for parts; none of the parts are any good. You have to buy the whole car.

When this car was being built, I was getting married. Given the choice, I'll stick with the wife. Annual cost may be greater, but she has infinitely more personality, and even with AWD, I could never get the Camry to the top of Longs Peak with me.

I’m with you. I’ve never really cared for this series Camaro. This doesn’t really work as a truck. In this conversion, it works less well as a car. And for some reason I do not understand, some deep-level, back-brain response, I WANT IT!

Why do bad prices happen to good cars?

Oh, I’d LOVE to build one and drive it! To do so today would probably cost more than $8K.

Here’s the one car I would be willing to be caught dead in (but I’d much rather be caught alive in it):

My problem with ECU flashes is that if they’re too aggressive, they shorten the life of the engine. 

I rented one of these in Los Angeles, spring of 2018. I was disappointed with it:

Many decades ago, my parents were friends with the Jaguar dealer in Atlanta. He told my dad once,

Good thinking, Robin—excuse me, Goose.

I drove this as both the Pontiac 6000 wagon and the Olds Cutlass Cruiser. Both were utterly OK cars. About as exciting as toast, but good enough.