Common sense isn't so common anymore. I have so many I can't think of them all but one that comes to mind. In 1992, I'm 19. I inherited my great grandmothers 1969 Buick Wildcat. 69K miles on it. It was in decent condition. My brother and I drove it up from Florida to MA on bias ply tires. That was a fun trip lol.
A year or two later I was forced to sell it as I was returning to college. Now this car used an 1/8th of a quart of oil on the trip. It ran like a top. I had some chuckle head looking to buy the car took the oil fill cap off the valve cover, put his hand over it and said there was no compression. Yea, ok, get off my lawn moment.
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