292. It Doesn’t Have That ‘New Car’ Smell

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Dylan’s car was 20 years old, but the paint made it look even older. His friend told him no girl would ever go out a car that looked like that. So Dylan the car to a paint shop and got painted dark blue for only $200. He was pleased with the new look. The car stereo not work. Joe told him that no girl to be in a car without a good system. So Dylan bought a nice stereo and it himself.

Months went by. One day, Dylan Joe that no girl had ridden in his “” car yet. “That’s because there are other problems,” told him. “Like what?” “Well, you don’t exactly the world’s best personality,” Joe said. “That’s a more important than a paint job.” So Dylan Joe he would ask a psychologist to give a new personality.

Recently, Dylan had a new —gasoline. He smelled gas after he started his car; smelled it while driving the car. Was he a bomb? What if someone tossed out a near his car? Would it explode into a pieces—pieces that included Dylan?

That night, he opened car manual. It was a well-thumbed book. He a car problem at least once a month, he was always looking up ways to fix problems. He thought this might be a carburetor .

The next day, he took his toolbox out his car. He opened the hood. He started the car and looked all around the carburetor a gas leak. He could smell the gas, he couldn’t find a liquid trail. After a minutes, however, he found the source of the . It was the fuel line.

“All right!” he . “All I have to do is buy a line and install it.” But it wasn’t long he realized that this was a job for mechanic. So he got into his car, opened the windows, and drove to the closest mechanic. mechanic quoted Dylan a price of only $50. told Dylan to come back in an hour.

walked down the street to the coffee shop bought himself a cup of coffee. He read paper, drank the coffee, and then walked back the shop.

“We couldn’t fix it,” said the . “The fuel line wasn’t the problem; you need new fuel pump.”

“A new fuel pump? How is that?” Dylan asked.

“Parts and labor? I it’ll be about $200. We’ll have to special-order pump. This car is so old that they not even make pumps for it any more. you want me to try to order it you? You’ll have to put the money up , of course.”

“Let me think about it. Here’s $50 I owe you. I’ll give you a when I decide what to do.”

But Dylan already decided what to do. He had bought car for only $1,100, but had put over ,000 into it since then. When he got home, called the Car Donation Corporation. They would take car off his hands for free. Enough was . It was time to let go.