I did a write up on what happened to the car on another site. Here it is:
Today. Saturday. I was gonna fix my dead car. That happened. Then a whole lot more happened.
As some of you may have seen the other day my 2003 Dodge Intrepid had died. Well i decided i didn't want it to die and that it was going to be fixed. I wanted to get another month out of it so i was going to ignore the tires, end links, and emissions problems and just fix the radiator and the brakes. How hard could it be? So today i was going to change the radiator. I had practice this morning so my dad started the job then i got home, he left and i finished it. It wasn't very difficult and i was happy with my work.
Then my pops came home and we decided to take it on a drive before we reassembled the lights and this other piece of nameless metal only really there to hold the bumper/lights together but it wasn't really a bracket, but that doesn't matter. So my dad is driving down the road when it starts to overheat. That's just fantastic. So since were overheating and we don't have the lights in he decided to pick up speed so that we could get some air flow through the engine and stop it from overheating. That's not what happened.
The hood latch broke and smashed right into the windshield. Now i don't know if this has ever happened to any of you but it was one of the scariest things that has ever happened in my entire life. I don't think I've ever seen anything move so fast. We were doing upwards of 60 and the way that thing swung you would have thought we were doing 600.
So after the hood came up we did the logical thing and pulled over to the side of the road. We beat the hood down a little bit, but it didn't want to go back the way it was. It had a kind of curve the opposite as to what it was supposed to be and as a result it didn't really fit where it was supposed to anymore.
But we knew we had to get home and it was only a few miles away, so i piled back into the car and trudged on(very slowly obviously). So of course we hit a bump and the hood came up again. My dad tried the hole look-under-the-hood-and-drive thing but after a few seconds it was very apparent that was a bad idea. We pulled another quick roadside stop and fixed it a little and continued home.
At this point we didn't know it yet but the car had more problems. Driving home the transmission went (again). So we are overheating, the windscreen is smashed, the hood wont stay down, the transmission is slipping, its freezing, and the windows are broken and i cant get them back up. Good times.
We coasted home and luckily got in the driveway with no more problems. We popped the hood to find the ugliest cocktail of automotive fluids you have ever seen. I think the power steering fluid was the only thing not covering the block.
We made the decision that we felt was best ad read the poor thing her last rights. It was a great car and it did the job but we could tell that someone was looking down on us screaming junk it already!
Now here comes the third part of my story. Still covered in grime, sludge, and intrepid guts my father, my brother and I left to look at used cars. We don't have time during the week so that was the only time to get a new one. I covered up my grease covered clothes with a sweatshirt as we rumbled on down to the dealer. We wanted something relatively new, low miles, and safety, safety, safety. Also auto.
Now before you question these parameters lets give you some perspective. I'm the eldest of my siblings and the only driver so far but my sister is starting in the fall. Now if it was just me that would be driving the car, we would be looking for an old rust bucket V8 with more power and problems than i need. But think about it. Do you really want your 16 year old female new driver in an old muscle car? And a stick is one more thing for her to worry about. (i dont mean to be a stereotypical jerk saying no stick because shes a girl but for reals i don't think my sister could ever drive a stick. ever.)
So let the spoiled comments begin with the car we came home with that met almost all of those comments. We came home with a brand new 2013 Dodge Avenger SXT. 2.4L I4 coupled to a six speed auto feels more powerful than you'd think. Also did i mention that dodge does this thing called the blacked out package? It consists of a blacked out grill, black trim, black paint, black interior, black fog light trim cover/area thing, and of course 18in black wheels. I love it and its my new baby.
My story ends with us looking to donate the intrepid, (should happen tomorrow) so i had to pull all of my stuff out of it which was very saddening. It really signaled the end. But i think ill be okay with my new main squeeze