cait sith
20+ Year Contributor
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- 15
- Nov 22, 2002
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Brooklyn,
New York
After battling my six-bolt installation for so long, I am going to give up on it. For a car that was supposed to be a daily driver with a bit of pep in it, and now it just seems that I've bit off more than I could ever chew.
This latest issue is the final straw.
After getting the car to run, abit with a CEL from a random misfire code, I was actually pleased. I thought I might actually have a fighting chance as to have a car for me to drive, back and forth to college, and maybe a few autocrosses. I had no dreams of doing 11 second quarter miles when I bought it, nor "burnin' up" all the rice boys. None of that sort of thing. Just a "fun" car that maybe I could throw a few bolt-ons on.
Well, now the car is back to making an awful racket in the valve train like when it was running on 3 cylinders (Despite having even compression on all four), the car doesn't idle worth a damn, and it just plain sounds like shit. And I don't know anymore what to do.
I've had it. My family has had it. It's been seven months now that my car has been down, and I just can't take much more of it. I've spent countless dollars on the car, and it all blows back up into my face. This is not what owning a car should be like. Car ownership is not about nothing but endless repairs. Especially for a souped-up economo-sports car.
I'm burnt, dissapointed, and just plain sad that it had to come to this. I had promised myself that I would never give up on this car, and that I would beat the issues, but... I just can't handle, nor afford the challenges it's throwing up at me. The car has dominated my life to the point where I've lost everything for it. Lost friends, lost respect of my family, almost lost my girlfriend, all for a car. Was/has it been worth it? No. Not even close.
In the end, it's the car than won. Not me.
This latest issue is the final straw.
After getting the car to run, abit with a CEL from a random misfire code, I was actually pleased. I thought I might actually have a fighting chance as to have a car for me to drive, back and forth to college, and maybe a few autocrosses. I had no dreams of doing 11 second quarter miles when I bought it, nor "burnin' up" all the rice boys. None of that sort of thing. Just a "fun" car that maybe I could throw a few bolt-ons on.
Well, now the car is back to making an awful racket in the valve train like when it was running on 3 cylinders (Despite having even compression on all four), the car doesn't idle worth a damn, and it just plain sounds like shit. And I don't know anymore what to do.
I've had it. My family has had it. It's been seven months now that my car has been down, and I just can't take much more of it. I've spent countless dollars on the car, and it all blows back up into my face. This is not what owning a car should be like. Car ownership is not about nothing but endless repairs. Especially for a souped-up economo-sports car.
I'm burnt, dissapointed, and just plain sad that it had to come to this. I had promised myself that I would never give up on this car, and that I would beat the issues, but... I just can't handle, nor afford the challenges it's throwing up at me. The car has dominated my life to the point where I've lost everything for it. Lost friends, lost respect of my family, almost lost my girlfriend, all for a car. Was/has it been worth it? No. Not even close.
In the end, it's the car than won. Not me.


