When faced with the choice between a Chrysler Sebring and a Plymouth Breeze, I did what anyone would do – I purchased the car that was still being made. And regretted the decision ever since.
From the moment I bought it, to the day I paid it off, my Sebring was nothing but a problem child that I just kept throwing money at. You name it, I ended up replacing it: tires, radiator, dashboard electrical, brakes, battery, tire rods, and the list goes on and on.
In case you’ve missed it, it might make sense for you to start at Part One, then continue to Part Two before reading this.
Picking up where we left off with the Lumina, since I was going back to school at the time, I needed a new car. Enter: The Dodge Stratus.
Yes – I was that person. And man, I loved that car. However, Minneapolis was rough on her.
My Stratus had a multitude of issues: overheating, stalling, she got broken into and had her stereo stolen. She got beat up, scratched, side-swiped and kept on coming. I thought Stratus and I were gonna be in it for the long haul.