A reading from the Roadtrip Slack:
So true to form, someone burried the lede. While George was in town last week, we were talking about the trip without mentioning any automotive specifics. Or at least any automotive giveaways. We remained amused and enthused that we both got cars before Evan, whose increasing desperation was starting to show in the group chat.
Not gonna lie, I enjoyed my visions of him rolling up in a fender-bended Corolla.
But apparently he called George that weekend and described an odd (but not out-of-character) situation: he was looking at two cars, one of which had been inoperable on a dealer lot for a year and that dealer was willing to cut 50% off the asking price to get it gone. The other was a backup option that was apparently under tentative consideration.
Until he used one of my extra Carfax credits:
Dunno what it was, but it got junked by someone. So instead of buying a running car on a salvage title, he seems to have bought an inoperable heap at a discount. And he gave himself the deadline of :checks-watch: Today to get it working, lest he replace it…
I have also been informed that he has named this situation “Dusty.” And George has been referring to his as The Firetruck.