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Barb M, you are SO RIGHT! The biggest jokes  on the cars go like this: they
cover the meager amount of steel with a plastic cover, then they guarantee
against rust for 5 years, RIGHT? SO for the first five years the plastic
covers the rusting metal, and finally, just when the rust pops through, the
plastic cracks open, and at the same time the odometer says 100,001, the
calender says 5 years and one day,  and your rust-through warranty is a dead
as the third 5 year battery  you have just replaced during a vacation trip
through a desert,  or some less convenient place to be stranded. The plastic
is NEVER warranted to do anything but crack and peel, while fading. And
EVERYTHING is blamed on ACID RAIN by the dealer and all his cronies. Then
they tell you that a $20-25000 car doesn't last forever, so please buy
another hunk of the same kind of junk from them for $25-30,000+ so you can
have another
few weeks of troublefree driving, or was it drivefree trouble? WELL!  If
there WAS "Acid Rain" in real life, wouldn't peoples FACES be rotting and
peeling before the "clear coat" protective covering that is supposed to
protect the PAINT? And, WHY can you still find a car made in the 1950's with
ORIGINAL PAINT, when you are lucky to find a car made in the early 90's that
is "presentable" unless it has been repainted?  AND if you have problems with
a paint finish on a car, if you have WAXED it,  it is YOUR FAULT, if you HAVE
NOT WAXED IT, it is YOUR FAULT, If you have WASHED IT, it is YOUR
FAULT.....well you know the routine.........
The electronics in a car are miraculous, just like a computer, until they
crash, and only a dealer can fix it, and only one guy named Horace or Lester
in the dealer can troubleshoot it, and they are both on vacation or out to
lunch when you come in.  Dealers can SELL CARS 7 days a week about 18 hours a
day, but the SERVICE department only works about 6 hours a day 5 days a week,
and NEVER starts a repair after about 8:15 A.M. unless it's the salesman's
demo car.  GIVE ME BACK my 55 DeSoto! The odometer numbers were worn out from
spinning around so many times, but that puppy RAN like a clock, could leave
bits of recaped tires on the  roof of the house when pulling out of the
driveway, and could run on gas made from weasel pee without knocking or
pinging!  Ken B