Dead Dodge in the Middle of the Road

I sold my car last night. For one hour.

For one hour, everyone was happy. I had found a buyer, the buyer had found a deal, and the car had found a good home. Then I got the call. It wasn’t meant to be.

When my darling Dodge left her long-time parking spot last evening, she was an aging sports car with high-mileage and a tendency to ignore third gear. Reliable under 40 mph, she was to be a saviour for a nice guy facing a long run of extraordinarily bad luck. Instead, she left him stranded, waiting for a tow truck and a ride home.

When the Dodge returned to her long-time parking spot three hours and a hefty towing fee later, she was in the death throes. She had stalled on a slight hill and lost the will to restart. What fate awaits her now, I do not know, but I fear that now she may only be sold for scrap. And it breaks my heart. But not as much as the failure to help a good man who needed a lucky break does.

I’d still like to help. So, if anyone knows of a reliable car for sale under $1,000 in the Middle Tennessee area, let me know. And if you know anyone in the market for parts to a ‘95 Avenger – or the whole dead kaboodle – you can send them my way too.