Infiniti…Not So Much

The very last photos of our ironically-named 1994 Infiniti G20.

I was able to drive it as far as our mechanic before it overheated following a Comic Fest meeting in Tierrasanta, a drive of about ten miles.

The car, while looking ok, had become so dangerous to drive with all its structural, mechanical, electrical and menstrual issues that Shawn, our trusted mechanic, told us to never drive it again. Especially my mom.

It gave us some good years in the beginning, but eventually ended up being quite a lemon, with thousands of dollars in needed repairs spent over the last few years and thousands more still needed to make it safe enough to drive.

The problems were so bad that we were only able to get $300 for it from a recycling yard that buys cars to use for parts. Should have known from the start that it was a doomed vehicle because it didn’t have a single cup holder.

Wish we could have siphoned that last tank of gas out of it first.

 

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