Don't know what to say here. I bought this car fresh off the lot in 1999. It's my baby. The engine still purrs like a kitten. But Michigan winters are tough, and the entire under body of this car is rusted beyond belief. Today, when the mechanic was going to replace a wheel bearing, I finally decided to move on after he could barely get it up on the lifts. I'm so sad to lose my baby, but it's time to part.
I hate just donating this thing to an organization, so if you need a running contour for parts or whatever, reach out to me soon. Name a price and we'll talk. I can provide pictures of any part upon request and give you the car's entire mechanical history, of which I kept a running tab as the only owner.
**pours one on the ground for his homie**
I hate just donating this thing to an organization, so if you need a running contour for parts or whatever, reach out to me soon. Name a price and we'll talk. I can provide pictures of any part upon request and give you the car's entire mechanical history, of which I kept a running tab as the only owner.
**pours one on the ground for his homie**