Fit to Be Tied

Last Friday, our twelve year old Accord decided it was going to play some reindeer games and nearly drive itself into the back wall of our garage. Or at least that is what Hubba-hubba who was behind the wheel at the time, was afraid was going to happen.

So we are left with having to resort to towing the car (thank you Mom and Dad for the new Autoclub membership!) to a mechanic to assess the problem and let us know which arm and which leg would be needed to fix it.

Now comes the part where you painstakingly try to ascertain whether if you fix the very old car with 190,000 miles on it would be chasing good money after bad, or if you can swallow the painfully high new car payments. Along with the higher registration fees, and not to mention the increased car insurance. There is something to be said for having an old car which doesn't cost very much on a monthly basis.

And then, trying to perform the mental gymnastics to figure out why a used Honda CR-V with 70,000 miles on it costs only six thousand or so less than a new one. Why, if the car is left with a little more than half its remaining life, isn't it priced that way?

Maybe Hubba-hubba should just get one of these.

Or even better, how about this?

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