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Doooo eeeeet.

I don’t need another car

Bay Area microclimate and a fun car are a rare exception. My Elise had broken climate control for over a year, but when the weather’s nice 300 days a year and it’s not the only car in the household, the repair’s not too urgent.

Of course, I did fix it before I put it up for sale, so.. 

Here would be my pick - Bosch, Denso, Magna, Aisin, Continental and ZF F.

I don’t invest.

It’s not the mileage, it is literally everything else.

Everything works except the AC? That’s all you need to know.

As a man who has had periods in his life when the AC was broken, let me tell you exactly what that means: “I am so poor, I cannot maintain this car. I have let every piece of this car wear out, even the parts that separate man from beast. The tires are worn

Anyone have any thoughts on what mine might be worth?

If the seller doesn’t know a V8 from a straight six, I doubt he truly knows much else about this vehicle or its condition, aside from what we can see, which isn’t great. Likely a flipper. Run away.

So, we’re trying to move f**k-it money from 3k to 7k?  No thanks.

He is always up front. Def a good chance of taking it. Or crashing out. One of the two with Takuma.

Yet no emergency gasoline bag? You don’t know the meaning of prepared!

Usually at about half a tank, sometimes between half a tank and a quarter of a tank. In other cars I’ll push it farther, but I don’t trust an old British fuel gauge at all, so I err on the side of caution now.

I drive until the car runs out. Then I pop the trunk, grab a plastic bag of gas, pour it into the tank/on my fender/on the ground, then drive to the nearest gas station. Easy.

I fuel up when the warning light comes on because I savor the weight reduction of driving without a full tank. 6.3 lbs of delicious weight savings per gallon y’all!

Taki Inoue

Missed opportunities:

Whichever state the person answering is from.

I save all the pale wobbly skin to fry in a pan til crisp and eat it with rice. I call it chicken bacon.
I am weird, and it’s delicious.