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According to Tom and Ray of NPR's car talk,
"heapdom is defined as that period of time when your car is inexorably sliding toward the junk heap. Heapdom begins when you can no longer simply toss your keys to someone. Once the toss of the keys must be accompanied by special instructions (i.e., "don't forget to check the oil every time you get gas," or "you have to bang twice on the hood and jiggle the shifter before turning the key"), you have entered heapdom."
My 1990 Honda CRX has entered heapdom. I am now desperately trying to justify the purchase of the car I want: brand new, with that special smell that says "the virgin plastic in the dashboard is off-gassing toxins."
This, despite the fact that new cars lose thousands of dollars in value as soon as you drive them off the lot, and that the new one recommended in my price range by the Car Talk brothers is made in (gulp) Korea.
I swear, they are recommending a Hyundai as the car of choice for someone on a limited budget. They both prefer Subaru, "but only because Hyundai hasn't sent us a check yet."
Naturally, neither of the Car Talk brothers drives a Hyundai or a Subaru. They don't have to. They can afford vintage Thunderbirds and old pick-up trucks with character, and they like to work on cars.
What should I do?
Please keep in mind when dispensing car advice that I haven't had a new, exciting car since November 1989! Plus, this next vehicle will be my midlife crisis car. The female equivalent of a man's classic, bright-red Corvette Stingray.
"heapdom is defined as that period of time when your car is inexorably sliding toward the junk heap. Heapdom begins when you can no longer simply toss your keys to someone. Once the toss of the keys must be accompanied by special instructions (i.e., "don't forget to check the oil every time you get gas," or "you have to bang twice on the hood and jiggle the shifter before turning the key"), you have entered heapdom."
My 1990 Honda CRX has entered heapdom. I am now desperately trying to justify the purchase of the car I want: brand new, with that special smell that says "the virgin plastic in the dashboard is off-gassing toxins."
This, despite the fact that new cars lose thousands of dollars in value as soon as you drive them off the lot, and that the new one recommended in my price range by the Car Talk brothers is made in (gulp) Korea.
I swear, they are recommending a Hyundai as the car of choice for someone on a limited budget. They both prefer Subaru, "but only because Hyundai hasn't sent us a check yet."
Naturally, neither of the Car Talk brothers drives a Hyundai or a Subaru. They don't have to. They can afford vintage Thunderbirds and old pick-up trucks with character, and they like to work on cars.
What should I do?
Please keep in mind when dispensing car advice that I haven't had a new, exciting car since November 1989! Plus, this next vehicle will be my midlife crisis car. The female equivalent of a man's classic, bright-red Corvette Stingray.