Ol Faithful meets a slimy bastard
Ol' faithful is my hunny. She's black, has 4 wheels, and had just took me across the country. She's taken me across the country plenty of times outside of this one, but she ran into some problems after this particular journey from Scottsdale to Abilene. I took my 2015 Xterra, 110k miles, ran great (before this moment) to the dealership to see what was going on. After a 4 day long diagnosis they call me to say they need to replace the timing chain and all related components. The quote was $9,000 and no guarantee it'll be fixed and he said, "Let me know if you have any questions or concerns." Oh man, I have Questions. And Concerns. Now I'm not a car guy. I am, however, an engineer by background, and I certainly know that if a machine is broke, it can be fixed, but at what cost? They offered me $4,000 to take the risky repair off my hands. I basically told them to eat shit at that as my B.S. meter went through the roof from the high repair cost followed by the low ball buyout offer. My next move was to put on my thinking cap and to realize I was in Abilene, a small town with honest folk, outside of the corporate influence soul suckers. Got my rig hauled over to a local mechanic. They fixed it up by using common sense, cheap parts, and hard work for $400. I tell this story in excruciating detail to convey the disrespect and greed a party levied my way. The morally objective and unquestionably honest won. Pick your side.
Eric Van Dyke
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