In yet another attempt by Bernie The Beretta to take a few years off my life, my car's engine light decided to come on just as I was leaving work yesterday, extinguishing my plans of going to the gym.
See! Its my car that's making me fat!
Then it stalled!
I managed to make it home and my dad got it to a friend's garage, where we were told two things.
1. My battery was shot to hell.
2. I have a leak in my exhaust! AGAIN!
My nephew came and took my dad to get a battery. Yay! However this morning, just as I was getting to work, there's that happy Engine light again.
Right now, even if I could be approved for a loan, I wouldn't go for one, as I don't feel my finances will remain stable. I know my requirements for the new or new to me car are pretty simple. I need a 4 door vehicle. It needs to be an automatic. It should also have fairly low mileage. I've not owned a car that wasn't at 80,000 miles when it came into my life. I need more reassurance that the car has staying power, especially as so many crap out and die at 100,000.
I need to win the lottery, damn it!