Date registered: Oct 2012
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Hi, just joined your site. My first post is a pathetic cry for help.
Many years ago, I owned a Mercedes 190d. Friends would say my engine was shot, little old ladies in walkers would out accelerate me, and I asphyxiated people with the fumes, but I loved that car with the vertical speedometer and little fins. I felt like a Panzer Tank Commander! And it was totally reliable and cost me very little. I finally sold it because my fiancee could not drive a stick.
About 40 years have gone by, and I have never forgot that car. It was as though I betrayed an old faithful friend. I began to regret ever selling it, especially when the marriage ended.
A few weeks ago on my 70th birthday, I was on a meditative walk, and there right on the street was what looked like a slightly updated reincarnation of my old 190d. This 240d was all manual as well and even the same color. Clean, straight body and nice interior. I called. It has about 230 k miles, and he wants about $3000 or best offer.
My usual rational self says: I do not need this car. I do not have a place for this car. On my fixed income, I cannot afford this car. So forget it.
My evil irrational other half says: This car is your late mid life crisis cure. It is part of your karma. It is too good to pass up. Buy it now!!!
Tell me to grow a spine, suck it up, and end this obsession. Or, tell me what to do next.
Or, just laugh at me.