The veterans of this board may recall this anecdote from a few years ago, and if so, please excuse the repetition.
Back in 1972, I agreed to accompany two co-workers to Daytona Beach at Easter. The guy who owned a 3 year old Maverick said that we should take his car, as it was the newest. On the evening of our departure, we had to immediately stop for gas on the NJ Turnpike, as the tank was almost empty (so much for planning ahead on the part of the car’s owner).
Back in those days, it was normal for gas attendants to check your oil without asking, and within seconds of popping the hood, the attendant came to the driver’s window with the dipstick, which appeared to have been dunked in tar. He asked the car’s owner, “When was the last time that you changed this mud?”. The reply was, “Oh, I don’t believe in that stuff”. I immediately saw disaster in our near future, since we had to depend on this car to get us to Florida and back.
To make a long story short, the car broke down twice on the way to Florida.
The first breakdown, in Norfolk, was due to the shift linkage snapping. As you may recall, cars of that era had an incredible number of lube points, and the shift linkage of stick-shift Mavericks did need to be lubed on a periodic basis.
I already knew that the car’s owner “did not believe in oil changes”, but I wondered about the car’s overall maintenance. To my shock, I learned that the car had never been serviced by anyone in any way since the day that it had been delivered to him. So, the total lack of servicing may well explain the snapped shift linkage.
After the Ford dealer in Norfolk got us back on the road very quickly the next day, I thought that it might have been clear sailing for us, but–unfortunately–severe overheating in Georgia caused the radiator’s upper seam to burst. The stuff that sprayed out onto the engine looked like the bottom of the world’s muddiest creek, but I guess that this shouldn’t have been surprising since the cooling system–along with everything else–had not been serviced for the car’s entire life.
We were able to get the radiator welded at a John Deere tractor dealer, but the car’s owner balked at the cost of flushing the cooling system and the cost of a 50/50 water/antifreeze mixture, so the tractor dealer just filled up the radiator with plain water, and we were on our way.
We actually managed to complete the bulk of our southward-bound trip without incident, but had to stop on the way back to NJ for spark plug & point replacement at a somewhat dodgy-looking garage in the boondocks. The car’s owner resisted spending any money, but the engine was running so badly at that point that he really had no choice but to pay a few bucks to keep the engine running so that we could get home.
Within about a year or so, the Maverick in question finally quit, as a result of the engine seizing. Naturally, it seized because, in addition to not believing in oil changes, the owner also didn’t believe in checking the oil & adding as necessary.
The real kicker is that this guy trashed Ford for making “such an unreliable car”, and he bought another make of car to abuse for a few years–until he destroyed that one also.
If you were writing fiction, you probably couldn’t make up idiocy like this guy’s approach to car ownership.